This is a song about "Slim milk"

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

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

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

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

Get a piece of pussy then take my niggas to shop

Class is in session

And the chances are slim

I look up to slim shady

Or you'll drive me crazy

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I milk this game like udders, kill these faggots utterly.