This is a song about "Mix"

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

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

The youngest of my mother kids

So i don't spill my mix

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

And now your best friend's having kids

"money and blood don't mix

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

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

I mix it with, six different liquors and

The day before is better than the present