This is a song about "Milk"

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

I got rich from a little struggle

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I pour the cereal and the milk, ready for the taste to be ethereal

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

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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