This is a song about "A milk"

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

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

We can talk things over a little a while

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

A store that dosen't get a

They claim it as their own, africa

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

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

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Influences are a dime a dozen

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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