This is a song about "Milk"

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Shout out them strippers who hustle

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Powered milk, late for rent, free lunch, and then hip hop,

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

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

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug