This is a song about "Milk city"

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Good city kendrick maad city is where my mind is resting,

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

But i kinda like your company

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

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

And she stripping, go to college

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch