This is a song about "Mixed breed"

Cuse to me it seem like greed we breed it.

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

Mixed with open temptations

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

It’s the way life is it’s the way that they breed em

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

It's just my soda mixed with brown

If north is up and south is down

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers