This is a song about "Cartoned milk"

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

A criminal grind mean hustle

Classless niggas ask me if they give a fuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

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

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed