This is a song about "Milk"

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Here they keep a rachet close

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

And i know - there'll never be peace

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb