This is a song about "Mix"

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

And add nightmares to the mix.

My team getting digits

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

For those whey no fit dey fix son

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

This mix tape is shit, so lets get to the chase

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups