This is a song about "Bea miller"

Wanna make a track with mac miller

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'll drink a miller, get iller, then crack jokes like phyllis diller

I'm spitting harder than miller

You is not hip then i can not coach her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

I got something you've been waiting for