This is a song about "Mix"

That's word to ksa i'm trying to make sunnier days

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Amazing what you get when you mix big, marley,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Won't risk a one on one, you throw your friends in the mix

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips