This is a song about "Mix"

You can hear it in my lyrics

So i don't spill my mix

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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

Just another product of this matrix

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

The next day you is everybody target

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Used to find dope in his coat