This is a song about "Max needs milk"

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

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Picture a place that they exist, together

He needs one like a homeless needs shelter

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

These flows keeping it up to the maximum cause the max

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

She needs to call me up.

I know you're mad, but so what