This is a song about "Milk"

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

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

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

I pour the cereal and the milk, ready for the taste to be ethereal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

So while you worry about the hoes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey