This is a song about "Mix"

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

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

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

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

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

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

She likes the way it hits her lips

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

And add nightmares to the mix.

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Im a mix of eminem and pac, but just a bit ruder

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her