This is a song about "Milk"

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

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

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

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

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Specially equities, reckon we smile

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap