This is a song about "Milk tea"

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

From all this tea cause in reality

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Spit hot enough to make the tea steam and the kettle hotter

Material girls can't call you, cause you deserve all from the honor

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

If you wanna know what is the gay tea,

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free