This is a song about "Mix the peanut butter mix the jelly put it all together tastes good in your belly the feud between the families lasted very long but now they get along since the children are gone"

Heavy in the game

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

And mix the shit with guinness liquor, tonic, vomit, smack again,

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Down to ride to the bloody end, just me and my girlfriend

When all the upper middle class families are ten percent,

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Went out and had a church of kids

He got you sick, he takes the mix

In my bread and peanut butter you're the jelly in between

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church