This is a song about "Spilt milkshake"

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

20 going on 40, life in jeopardy, halo accessory

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

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

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Yes sir on the track i float

I'm off the wrong road

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop

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

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

No, no, we are not those

Milk mustache and a bloody nose