This is a song about "Milk"

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

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

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

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Got to the end of the tunnel

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

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

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

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

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck