This is a song about "Richard miller"

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

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

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

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

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

I'm the motherfucking richard dawkins of rap beef

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Wanna make a track with mac miller

Or something that you paid for

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

Put me in a daze and stear fear like richard gere in sphere