This is a song about "Tiffany miller"

Unlike unfiltered weed like mac miller and his liquor addiction.

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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

White boi killing it on my mac miller,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

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

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

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?

Frank miller end page with estranged shanked liquor but still he

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I'm on the corner, like reggie miller

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for