This is a song about "Milk"

Cause there could never be peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

We love for a while then a light goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

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

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug