This is a song about "Mix shit together"

So here i am at the store for some chips

He got you sick, he takes the mix

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

They think they bring that pain

And add nightmares to the mix.

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Can't keep it together

It still will come up clever

So while you worry about the hoes

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

The youngest of my mother kids

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

Forever together

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

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks