This is a song about "Milk"

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

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

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

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

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

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 keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will