This is a song about "Mix"

He got you sick, he takes the mix

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

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

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

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

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Im a mix of eminem and pac, but just a bit ruder

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

I like to call that a quick flip

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

Motivated just from being broke

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke