This is a song about "Mix"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

Mix it, did you get it? i sell this n' never falter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Just another product of this matrix

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

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

You must mix that with dank

I mix it with, six different liquors and

Don't know her name those ain't really important

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

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money