This is a song about "Being mixed"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Chronicles and retakes, two things mixed together makes no change.

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

I know your feelin mixed emotions

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

I wish i grew up racially mixed without the black and white,

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies