This is a song about "Sour milk"

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

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

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

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

It feels good to be over you, babe

Cause im as so sour as lemonade

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

Don't look so sour i didn't mean it

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

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cause this album pack enough evil