This is a song about "Whipping in the kitchen"

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

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

The fiction they cookin' in the kitchen, nothing worth finga lickin'

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

I remember when we sat in the kitchen, no criticism

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

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

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Because he made his decision

Get yo ass out the kitchen