This is a song about "Milk"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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

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

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

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck