This is a song about "Mill"

If i get a mill it's because of my own hunger

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Just run of the mill a freestyle, once in a while

You never tire, might as well as inspire

I can be meek unless you keep me from my mill, you'll get destroyed

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the duck

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Yo bitch love me..... she my number one fan,.... uhh *meek mill*

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

I keep the rhymes flowing like a wind mill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still