This is a song about "Milk"

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

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

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

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

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

But in the meantime it's lights please

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,