This is a song about "Milk"

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

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

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

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

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock