This is a song about "Mix"

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

My garments shouldn’t be here, i’m somewhere near the future

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

And mix the shit with guinness liquor, tonic, vomit, smack again,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

And add nightmares to the mix.

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

"money and blood don't mix

Lil prps like 3 digits

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

He got you sick, he takes the mix

I mix it with, six different liquors and

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//