This is a song about "Mix"

But somehow it made them listen

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

And add nightmares to the mix.

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

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

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Amazing what you get when you mix big, marley,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key