This is a song about "Milk"

And as for my drink i'd like milk or some milo

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

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

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

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell