This is a song about "Being mixed"

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Give up ya wrist cut ya left brain is mixed up

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

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

With words so mixed and twisted

See i let my nigga split that

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Flow like an angel mixed with satan not even exaggerating.

Mixed with open temptations

They bringing me fish and chips

They call me say, word

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred