This is a song about "Milk"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

Got shows on top of shows

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest