This is a song about "Milk"

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

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

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

A criminal grind mean hustle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Look it something they can't ever see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Milk mustache and a bloody nose