This is a song about "Taylor miller"

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

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?

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I'm spitting harder than miller

And there's little to be glad for

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

They forgot who they fucking with taylor dalton and his mom are gonna get delt wit

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller