This is a song about "Milk"

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

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

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

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

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

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

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

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

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

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Every night i stroke hoes