This is a song about "Mix"

Impeccable give it my note

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

So i don't spill my mix

So here i am at the store for some chips

He got you sick, he takes the mix

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

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

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

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

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics