This is a song about "Milk"

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

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

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

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

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

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck