This is a song about "Mix"

And mix the shit with guinness liquor, tonic, vomit, smack again,

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Amazing what you get when you mix big, marley,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

And add nightmares to the mix.

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

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

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

I mix it with, six different liquors and

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

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

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