This is a song about "A milk"

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

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

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

You're a pussy not a cat

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

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

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Any thing to say a a a a a a