This is a song about "Mix tapes"

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Around the same time people opened tapes to dub shit,

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

"money and blood don't mix

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Won't risk a one on one, you throw your friends in the mix

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

So i don't spill my mix

I be giving work to the kids

I mix it with, six different liquors and

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

The houses can be more crazy than paranormal activity tapes.

Playing the simple minded that's blinded by the pearly gates,

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes