This is a song about "Milk"

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

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

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

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

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

We can talk things over a little a while

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient