This is a song about "Mix"

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

But i'm fuckin' hungry so every track i make's a meow mix.

You must mix that with dank

Trying hard to speak and

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

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

Im a mix of eminem and pac, but just a bit ruder

The favorite nigger turned into freddy kruger

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix