This is a song about "Mix ups"

Your dropping more names than ups drops boxes

Take the beat and make it a carcass

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

The wind is blowing, i keep going through the ups and downs

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

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

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

And now your best friend's having kids

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness/

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Pack that shit up put in baggies, wholesale drugs fedex and ups

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

You must mix that with dank