This is a song about "Mixed"

This hip hop's mixed in with pop to be correct it's electronic

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

A lil, signed, sealed, delivered

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt

Yeah, can't wait 'til the wheels down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

Rhymes mixed with sharpness easily off this

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches