This is a song about "Milk"

So while you worry about the hoes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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

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

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

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

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

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