This is a song about "Cats licking milk"

Powered milk, late for rent, free lunch, and then hip hop,

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

A washed up queer licking tampoons out your moms

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Im spitting licking wet hoes dripping im sicker then a

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

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

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

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

We pray while we prey on competition

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

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest