This is a song about "Spoiled milk"

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

But it's for blood i'm starvin', every day another face on a new milk carton

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

I'm spoiled by the king. i wanna do it my way