This is a song about "Milk"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

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

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

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

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

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

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

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

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful