This is a song about "Mix tape"

They fasting they won't leave me ate

I had a cape but lost the tape

That happen to act like a black president

I mix it with, six different liquors and

Good kids make bad grown ups

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

So slim davy throw me the tape

All i want is you babe

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

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

He got you sick, he takes the mix

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,