This is a song about "Milk"

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

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

Specially equities, reckon we smile

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

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

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

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

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

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cause this album pack enough evil

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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