This is a song about "Curdle milk"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

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

One thing that you niggas must acknowledge, i beat beats like a tantrum scottish kilt

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

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

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

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

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Pass by life twice with vice thrashes to curdle whom,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune