This is a song about "Being mixed"

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

And i know - there'll never be peace

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

Rappers please step forward

Give up ya wrist cut ya left brain is mixed up

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

This hip hop's mixed in with pop to be correct it's electronic

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

I know your feelin mixed emotions

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt