This is a song about "Millers vile"

The streets are littered with millers

We just trynna be winners

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

So you're gonna need more, then a napkin, im vile

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Pussies think im vile, but you know its my style

Specially equities, reckon we smile

You fap to ga porn thats fucking vile

That ain't really my style

Im vile and tenacious

Ships that sail to distant places

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Or will i be vile, shit because i pray sin

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Vial filled with... foul, nasty, filthy... vile bile,