This is a song about "Mac miller trap dealer"

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

And forget about the trap,

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Drug dealer on the right

Wino might find yo' sight

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Or maybe even a drug dealer

Huh, i can't interpret her

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

I'm the dealer your the joker/

I’m pulling you over