This is a song about "Mixed chick"

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Walking down a street saw a hot chick

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

I know your feelin mixed emotions

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

What up girl, tell me how you been

Mixed with excision of inhibition

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

With words so mixed and twisted

You, you, you have to pay for that