This is a song about "Milk"

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

That'll do anything that i please

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

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

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

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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