This is a song about "Fresh milk"

Dc has never seen such progress

I start everyday as a fresh

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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

Im the fresh prince like will

I'm gon remember her, but still

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

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

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

I'm everything that they call nice

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Shout out them strippers who hustle