This is a song about "Mix tape"

Put expressions in their music and create the face

This mix tape is shit, so lets get to the chase

Yeah, see, breaking up is hard

I let my tape rock 'til my tape popped

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Early adapters agree they all late

Vindicated of wack rap, when i drop this tape

Are you ready to be blowed up like a big mix?

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

I mix it with, six different liquors and

And add nightmares to the mix.

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips