This is a song about "Tittie milk"

Milk her out like a fucking animal/

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Milk mustache and a bloody nose

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Pop its top off, milk leakin out da jug

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

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

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

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

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

I am only a man and i don't know what to think