This is a song about "Mixed breed"

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

But, i ain't slim shady, i'm tupac mixed with jay and them,

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Rhymes mixed with sharpness easily off this

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Mixed with open temptations

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Now i cant even get any dirt weed, best i can do is an offbrand breed,

Sign a cdbut right now, does it look too shabby, t?look down can't even see my feet

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Medical experiment benadryl mixed with heroin

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

The last of a breed, that won't ask for the lead

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard