This is a song about "Miller lite"

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Like i'm mac miller, killing these rappers before i kill myself.

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

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

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

Wanna make a track with mac miller

And the last one, he's in the mirror

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

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

For any emcee he or she, ill lite yall up like a pack of smokes oh please