This is a song about "Mixed color"

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

High everyday my favorite color blue

Mixed with open temptations

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I guess im suspect, just look at my freaking skin color

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

There's no color just faces

The way she walks and causes a fuss

I know your feelin mixed emotions

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips