This is a song about "Mix"

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

"money and blood don't mix

They bringing me fish and chips

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Doin what i want, light a blunt mix it with a bottle of gin,

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

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

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

But i'm fuckin' hungry so every track i make's a meow mix.