This is a song about "Milk"

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

And he who satisfy, might as well as retire

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

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

You make a nigga sing songs nice

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

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

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

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

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