This is a song about "Mix"

He got you sick, he takes the mix

So here i am at the store for some chips

Spit fishscale mix it up in rental homes

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

I be giving work to the kids

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

And add nightmares to the mix.

Y'all can't stick to no g code

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks