This is a song about "Milk"

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/