This is a song about "Mix"

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

When i'm on it, on it like my job

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

I mix it with, six different liquors and

She can only live for the moment

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

He got you sick, he takes the mix

All green nigga pick six

It ain't about black or white cause we human

You're listening to this mix tape 'n