This is a song about "Milk"

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

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

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

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

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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