This is a song about "Mix feeling about love"

So i don't spill my mix

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

While scheming on hits

He got you sick, he takes the mix

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Fuck all the movies about love they can shove it up a glove or down a somebody's dove

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

You write about love and you think you above all of

Just a feeling i got, like something's about to happen but i don't know what

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck