This is a song about "Reggie miller"

Wanna make a track with mac miller

And you know i paint that picture

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I'll drink a miller, get iller, then crack jokes like phyllis diller

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

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?

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

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

With out people like reggie, jay-z, tupac and biggie

My girl finished high school and she got her a degree