This is a song about "Mix"

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

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

And mix the shit with guinness liquor, tonic, vomit, smack again,

"money and blood don't mix

You can hear it in my lyrics

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

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

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

Doin what i want, light a blunt mix it with a bottle of gin,

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

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

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics