This is a song about "Squirrel milk"

I keep my rhymes dry no milk straight cereal

Cause this album pack enough evil

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Powered milk, late for rent, free lunch, and then hip hop,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

I got rich from a little struggle

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

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

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Almost lost my life to the industry

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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