This is a song about "Mix"

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

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

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

"money and blood don't mix

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

And add nightmares to the mix.

You must mix that with dank

For the one night stand

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Honey brown, caramel, coffee brown, chocolate

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her