This is a song about "Whipping it"

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Foolish, i be on that new shit

She says it, you do it

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

I'm out here whipping these niggas might as well get my slave on

You can feel it via spirit

Ya love it gone admit it

Check it in, do it anyhow

I gotta tell you right now

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

But when i get it i spend it

Check it in, do it anyhow

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

Yes we bout it bout it/

When they feel safe on some bitch shit