This is a song about "Whippin"

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

I was addicted to the shit, working for an extended clip, i wanted to stick to this script.

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

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Catch me in the kitchen whippin with a gold pot

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block