This is a song about "Whippin"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Super size future conversations be like hella high dropping beats no retreat sweeten up the weekend

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

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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