This is a song about "Sean s milk"

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

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

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Big sean-bootie hi the floor

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

We love for a while then a light goes