This is a song about "Milk"

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

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

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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