This is a song about "Mix ups"

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

Imma make it rain

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

"money and blood don't mix

Cdg shit match my kicks

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness