This is a song about "Dylan miller"

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Wanna make a track with mac miller

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

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

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

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

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

You is not hip then i can not coach her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free