This is a song about "Milk cookies chips"

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

For a bit of weed and chips

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

The best in my position, i’m passionate with lyrics

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

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

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Ate so many chips n' munchies, the pain hit my tummy

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

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

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think