This is a song about "Mix"

Knees dug deep into the pavement

I mix it with, six different liquors and

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

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

Good kids make bad grown ups

Sell a dub mix some drugs

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

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Amazing what you get when you mix big, marley,

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

"money and blood don't mix

My team getting digits

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for