Uber
Mac Miller Lyrics


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[Intro: Mac Miller]
Who put the spiders in my apple sauce?
Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Somebody said that I deserve to die
I looked him in the eye and said the devil's not circumcised
Who put spiders in my apple sauce?
Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Somebody told that I deserve to die
I looked him in the eye and said the devil not circumcised

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
So play me a song on the guitar
Got a rainforest in my cigar
There's knots in my yo-yo string
Put a crown on my stallion, I'm the Polo king
I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she's a single mom
The underdog, I like to play the game with Diddy Kong
She the god type, throw that bitch a Klondike
Everything is alright, see it's written in the Psalms
I told her I get rich off my little songs
Gave her a billion reasons that she should come along
Immediately, she dropped her shit
But everywhere I go, they tell me "Watch your bitch!"
God damn! I guess I got another one
Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch
I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt
Got my head underwater but I ain't comin' up
Fuck air, my bitch's ass is like a plump pear
And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she's just fair
Man this life is unfair

[Hook: Mac Miller]
Okay I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose
And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two
Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you?
I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do
And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two
Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you?

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I'm readin' old Playboy magazines
Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had it's peak
You play the background, you just a member of the faculty
I'm actually out here decision makin'
Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments
I just pray to God that my lady isn't famous
She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet
She got her own stories, just let the bitch explain it

[Verse 3: Mike Jones]
Mac, I think the girl that you speakin' 'bout
Was in fact the same chick, late night, creepin' out
Sneakin' out, my homie knew it, told me keep an eye
Found out she was twerkin', found out she wasn't workin'
The whole game switched when my man hit
Got me rollin' in a circle, top down, blowin' purple
Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle
Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle
Swang, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin'
Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin'
Mike Jones, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin'
Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin'





[Hook: Mac Miller]

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of Mac Miller's song "Uber" may seem nonsensical at first, but they set the tone for a stream-of-consciousness style of storytelling that characterizes the song. Miller starts by asking who put spiders in his apple sauce and took the pins out of his hand grenade, perhaps expressing a sense of betrayal or danger he feels in his life. He then defiantly declares that he won't let anyone's negative opinion of him bring him down, saying that he told someone who said he deserved to die that the devil is not circumcised.


In the first verse, Miller touches on a range of different topics: he asks for someone to play guitar for him, talks about smoking a cigar with rainforest inside it, mentions falling in love with a go-go dancer who's a single mom, and brags about his success in the music industry. He also describes an encounter with a woman who drops everything to be with him, but warns that he's learned to be cautious of people warning him to watch his back around women.


The song continues with a verse by rapper Mike Jones, who reflects on a woman Miller has mentioned earlier in the song and adds his own perspective on her. The song ends with another catchy chorus that finds Miller celebrating what he sees as a carefree lifestyle spent "parkin' lot pimpin'" and "stuntin'" on others.


Line by Line Meaning

Who put the spiders in my apple sauce?
Mac Miller questions the unexpected and unwanted events happening in his life, comparing them to the unpleasant surprise of finding spiders in his food


Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Mac Miller contemplates who removed the safety measures of his dangerous habits, almost like defusing his explosive lifestyle


Somebody said that I deserve to die
Mac Miller acknowledges the harsh criticism he's received in his career, possibly hinting at his struggles with substance abuse and mental health


I looked him in the eye and said the devil's not circumcised
Mac Miller responds to the negative comments directed at him with a witty remark, implying that even the devil has his flaws


So play me a song on the guitar
Mac Miller expresses his love for music, specifically the guitar, and asks for someone to play for him


Got a rainforest in my cigar
Mac Miller boasts about his luxurious lifestyle, comparing his cigar to a rainforest filled with exotic flavors


There's knots in my yo-yo string
Mac Miller comments on the complications and difficulties he faces in his life, similar to the tangles in a yo-yo string


Put a crown on my stallion, I'm the Polo king
Mac Miller sees himself as the leader and ruler of his community, with a strong and powerful animal like a stallion as his steed


I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she's a single mom
Mac Miller reveals his attraction to a specific type of woman, and acknowledges his partner's personal circumstances


The underdog, I like to play the game with Diddy Kong
Mac Miller identifies with the underdog in various aspects of his life, and compares his perseverance to that of a video game character


Immediately, she dropped her shit
Mac Miller boasts about the effect his success and charm have on women, as they quickly fall for him


But everywhere I go, they tell me "Watch your bitch!"
Mac Miller acknowledges the jealousy and paranoia that come with fame and fortune, as others try to take what he's earned


God damn! I guess I got another one
Mac Miller sees attracting women as a game or challenge, and boasts about yet another conquest


Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch
Mac Miller references a popular 90s band that sings about good feelings and positivity


I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt
Mac Miller boasts about his love for smoking marijuana, and compares it to a high-end culinary experience


Got my head underwater but I ain't comin' up
Mac Miller acknowledges his addiction to drugs, and the struggle he faces trying to overcome it


Fuck air, my bitch's ass is like a plump pear
Mac Miller prioritizes his physical desires over everything else, and brags about his attractive partner


And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she's just fair
Mac Miller doesn't see extreme beauty in his partner, but finds her attractive enough to satisfy him


Okay I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose
Mac Miller boasts about his carefree attitude and willingness to take risks, especially when it comes to indulging in his vices


I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do
Mac Miller sees himself as a player in the game of life, and has no other responsibilities but to indulge in his pleasures


I'm readin' old Playboy magazines
Mac Miller indulges in nostalgic entertainment and media, possibly to escape from the stress of his current life


Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had it's peak
Mac Miller appreciates a time when journalism was at its best, possibly as a nod to the power of music and storytelling


You play the background, you just a member of the faculty
Mac Miller sees himself as the star, and others as mere background characters in his story


I'm actually out here decision makin'
Mac Miller acknowledges his role as a decision maker, and takes pride in controlling his own life


Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments
Mac Miller recognizes his past mistakes and takes responsibility for fixing them


I just pray to God that my lady isn't famous
Mac Miller worries that his personal life will be exposed and scrutinized if his partner becomes famous


She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet
Mac Miller indulges in the flashy and luxurious lifestyle that fame brings, taking his partner to a high-class event


Mac, I think the girl that you speakin' 'bout
Mike Jones interrupts Mac Miller's narrative and reveals information about the woman he's been bragging about


Was in fact the same chick, late night, creepin' out
Mike Jones reveals that Mac Miller's partner has been unfaithful, sneaking out at night to be with other men


The whole game switched when my man hit
Mike Jones emphasizes the change in the situation due to his friend's actions or intervention


Got me rollin' in a circle, top down, blowin' purple
Mike Jones references their indulgence in smoking marijuana with the windows down


Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle
Mike Jones jokes about sneaking up on Mac Miller and surprising him in the parking lot


Swang, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin'
Mike Jones references his driving style, moving quickly and erratically down the road


Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin'
Mike Jones and Mac Miller indulge in their luxurious and flashy lifestyle even when just hanging out in a parking lot




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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@chrivison

This is his production and it blows me away.

I wonder what he was thinking with the horns

“Nah, it’s fine just the way it is”

I wonder if he thought about chopping it up.

The fact he didn’t and left it at 2 notes for 5 minutes really speaks volumes about how genius he really was.


I can’t explain it.

But if you know music.

You know.


This man was gifted.



@BTHREEE

LYRICS

[Intro: Mac Miller]
Who put the spiders in my apple sauce?
Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Somebody said that I deserve to die
I looked him in the eye and said the devil's not circumcised
Who put spiders in my apple sauce?
Took the pins out my hand grenade?
Somebody told that I deserve to die
I looked him in the eye and said the devil not circumcised

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
So play me a song on the guitar
Got a rainforest in my cigar
There's knots in my yo-yo string
Put a crown on my stallion, I'm the Polo king
I fell in love with a go-go dancer, she's a single mom
The underdog, I like to play the game with Diddy Kong
She the god type, throw that bitch a Klondike
Everything is alright, see it's written in the Psalms
I told her I get rich off my little songs
Gave her a billion reasons that she should come along
Immediately, she dropped her shit
But everywhere I go, they tell me "Watch your bitch!"
God damn! I guess I got another one
Good vibrations, Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch
I put the gourmet flavors inside the honey blunt
Got my head underwater but I ain't comin' up
Fuck air, my bitch's ass is like a plump pear
And she ain't pretty or ugly, I say she's just fair
Man this life is unfair

[Hook: Mac Miller]
Okay I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to lose
And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two
Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you?
I said I'm parkin' lot pimpin', I got nothin' to do
And I'ma do this 'til I'm a hundred and two
Why you tryna stunt when we stuntin' on you?

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I'm readin' old Playboy magazines
Somethin' from the 50's when the journalism had it's peak
You play the background, you just a member of the faculty
I'm actually out here decision makin'
Had to get my shit together, I was missin' payments
I just pray to God that my lady isn't famous
She threw the gown on and we hit the banquet
She got her own stories, just let the bitch explain it

[Verse 3: Mike Jones]
Mac, I think the girl that you speakin' 'bout
Was in fact the same chick, late night, creepin' out
Sneakin' out, my homie knew it, told me keep an eye
Found out she was twerkin', found out she wasn't workin'
The whole game switched when my man hit
Got me rollin' in a circle, top down, blowin' purple
Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle
Seen the parkin' lot, I'm 'bout to crawl up like a turtle
Swang, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin'
Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin'
Mike Jones, switchin' lane to lane, still tippin'
Trunk up, top down, call it parkin' lot pimpin'

[Hook: Mac Miller]



All comments from YouTube:

@CezaMVO

Songs like this one is what separated Mac from everyone else. Always made such unorthodox beats and flowed on them like only he could.

@SebasMillions

Musical legend RIP MAC

@thespideycinemaclub3115

Seriously man. I’ve always been perplexed by how well he pulled off such a lethargic and simple flow. It’s amazing but it’s the opposite of what most people say they’d like to hear from an artist.

@realdill4969

🎯

@OutdoorAdventureBrothers

For real really love him for the versatility that come's with him

@Meetwad

And he brought on Mike Jones, a Collab I thought I'd never see at that time.

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@suhailcouto1832

Nothing makes me happier than Mike Jones picking it right back up from Mac and of course the obligatory "Mike Jones" tag!

@rapundergroundhiphop8025

My tribute to Mac Miller ♥ (Best Day Ever) in Spanish. Dedicated to those people who are going through sad moments. I hope you like it and enjoy it as much as I do. https://youtu.be/u4udLTImn9A Blessings!

@dennisjordan5917

Mike Jawns!

@ImportsEveryday

The livestream was amazing, thank you to who put that on. We all miss you and love you Mac.

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