This is a song about "Milk"

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

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I got rich from a little struggle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

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

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

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

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

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

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job