This is a song about "Jugged milk"

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

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

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

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

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

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

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

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those