This is a song about "Mix"

I'm a mix, i'm all the same.

My buzz is like cocaine

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

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

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

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

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

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

I mix it with, six different liquors and