This is a song about "Mix"

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

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

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

"money and blood don't mix

She likes the way it hits her lips

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

Why me, i say it cause we number one

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

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