This is a song about "Milk"

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire

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

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

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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