This is a song about "Reggie miller"

She should have invited her

I'm spitting harder than miller

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Reggie hammond, i got 48 hours to spit sixteens,

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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 a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Bitch got all them booty shots

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore