This is a song about "Soy milk"

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

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

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

Posing as a humanoid with soy who challenge in coy

And as for my drink i'd like milk or some milo

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Don't give them whats mine run game by the mile

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

I pour the cereal and the milk, ready for the taste to be ethereal

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Oh boy lo soy, i wanna i wanna stretch the bubble