This is a song about "Cookies and milk"

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

We love for a while then a light goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Don't forget the chi though, guns are like a pyro

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

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Grab the scissors and saws and