This is a song about "Mr milk man"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Got up the in the morning walked up to the mall to get some cereal and milk

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

So they just call me mr. fantastic

Days before my generation uno dungeon family mr

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror