This is a song about "Milk duds"

Third ward general, young cash money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Ill get my mate duds to see that

And i got that bait, they all bad

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

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

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

And as for my drink i'd like milk or some milo

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal