This is a song about "Milk"

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,

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

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

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

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

X's and o's, you must be the rose

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

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

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal