This is a song about "Miller lite"

My sleight of hand is flying so bright with all spice i'd call it lite

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Jay electron, tyler and mac miller. what the hell you rap for?

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play 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 said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

I'm spitting harder than miller

The ice ain't really nothing to her

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.