This is a song about "Mixed e"

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Easy e, easier said than done

Mixed with excision of inhibition

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

An allegory without the e

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

No i'm not a teacher, won't fail you, give you an e,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips