This is a song about "Mixed economy"

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

Circulate the economy better than any can/

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

With words so mixed and twisted