This is a song about "Mix"

All green nigga pick six

He got you sick, he takes the mix

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

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

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

It's too dope coz i mix that with coke

Won't risk a one on one, you throw your friends in the mix

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

Shoot till there ain't shit left in the clip

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Just speak kcb again then you'll see a mix

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

Always keep a rubber, word to telly in kids