This is a song about "Muscle milk"

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

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

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

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

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

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

I go hard like a muscle my raps'll leave you puzzled

Grand master of arson but not the only thing in my arsenal,

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

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