This is a song about "Breat milk"

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

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

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

Cause there'll never be peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

We can talk things over a little a while

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Shout out them strippers who hustle