This is a song about "Mixed em"

Give up ya wrist cut ya left brain is mixed up

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Cause i'm a baller all y'all niggas do is block the hoop

Chemicals were mixed 'n' formed bubbles in test tube,

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

I ain't trynna be forward

Rhymes mixed with sharpness easily off this

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Mixed with excision of inhibition

Medical experiment benadryl mixed with heroin

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun