This is a song about "Jeff miller"

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

I got something you've been waiting for

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

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

I never use a fork i always spoon her

You a young jeff bridges,

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

The ice ain't really nothing to her

I'm spitting harder than miller