This is a song about "Milk"

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Specially equities, reckon we smile

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

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

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

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

I'm why baby mommas leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled