This is a song about "Breast 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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

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

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

How you gonna breast feed me mom? (wah!)

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

So the stress aches,all across my breast plate,but im in the best place you could want to be

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby