This is a song about "Chocolate milk"

I'm why baby mommas leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

There's nothin' like where i come from

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest