This is a song about "Milk"

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

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

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

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

One thing that you niggas must acknowledge, i beat beats like a tantrum scottish kilt

You feel it from your head to your toes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

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