This is a song about "Milk duds"

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

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

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

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

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

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

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

Is that okay? i make one sweet day look like one of oj's duds

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Shout out them strippers who hustle