This is a song about "Whippin"

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

Is it a sin to be so young but feel like you got the potential to be the greatest

Ever since then i had no job

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

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

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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,

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

As long as we're cooperating with god

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot