This is a song about "Keith miller"

Wanna make a track with mac miller

I made a promise to the mirror

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

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

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

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?

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Thats keith and actualluy kaarnage raised in a barn bitch