This is a song about "Milk"

No, no, we are not those

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

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

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

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

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey