This is a song about "No dairy"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Lack toast tolerant with dairy

No set trip, no color claim

Ice melts into rain

Know it good when she go no hands

No monopoly type flow, no chance

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer

You know...you know who you are

Had no ambitions and no drive.

I'm everything that they call nice

Wu tang creeper, dairy with the creamer

Regardless to all them, i appease her

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy