This is a song about "Being mixed"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

All my other people that dance around

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

Another rapper mixed in with gangster mothafucka you're not tupac!

Give up ya wrist cut ya left brain is mixed up

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

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

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Mixed with excision of inhibition

They all see my life from a childish position

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

If its not couture, i will not go to her