This is a song about "Mix feelings"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Before, music reflected my feelings,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Out of this coviction of feelings

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

I'm a mix, i'm all the same.

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

I be giving work to the kids

And add nightmares to the mix.

He got you sick, he takes the mix

You can hear it in my lyrics

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,