This is a song about "Mix"

In earth, as it is in heaven

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Around my way, i'm cut throat

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

So here i am at the store for some chips

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

I'm a mix, i'm all the same.

Balling, but it’s not a game

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics