This is a song about "Spilt milkshake"

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Your gonna be on top nigga

Oops, i'm so sorry

You saying you want coffee

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Stacking cream snatching girls for my team

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Cause she sees n believes im so damn slick/make the girl quake from my milk shake

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Y'all wonder 'bout the money, man we got plenty cream,

Your developmental league don’t see a team

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key