This is a song about "Michael 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?

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Watching michael grow up into a man and find a lady,