This is a song about "Rules in the kitchen"

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

I want to fight the music on this one

To cause gruesome scenes, killed the cat in the kitchen.

I'm something out of place like a women not in the kitchen

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.

Cause if this bitch isn't in the kitchen,

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

I'm spending hours in the kitchen cooking up carols

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Get yo ass out the kitchen

I'm caged up in state prison

I left him in the room, proceeded to the kitchen.

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision