This is a song about "Chopping a mix"

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

He got you sick, he takes the mix

Shout out bobby on hundreds

You like the chopping game well i'll be name dropping

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Im a mix of eminem and pac, but just a bit ruder

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks