This is a song about "Mix ups"

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

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

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

I stand for freedom of speech and truth, not political cover-ups,

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

Go through ups and downs,through right and wrong

Look, by the end of this song