This is a song about "Mixed e"

They say nothings ever free

Its the h.o.r.s double e

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

I'm love stoned and i could swear

E= eater and mc's beware

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

To eazy e equal to e equals mc

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

So here i am at the store for some chips

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things