This is a song about "Milk"

Powered milk, late for rent, free lunch, and then hip hop,

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I pour the cereal and the milk, ready for the taste to be ethereal

Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

We don't believe you, you need more people

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

I just want somebody i can see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Every night i stroke hoes