This is a song about "White milk"

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

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

I got that powder, i got that white

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Flow is china white, skin is diamond white,

Especially if you are fucking white.

You got to have your game tight

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time