This is a song about "Whippin"

But now i got a problem with that little white rock

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Would you really just think that i'd not come back whippin' ass like i'm mike tyson,

State building i like to see it when you land on that fire hydrant i'm the highest

I'm givin' a whippin' to chickens who dissin' and flippin' my lip 'til i'm diggin' your crypt

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

Drinkin' 40's, whippin' shit, and talkin' shit, their overtones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god