This is a song about "Mixed girls"

Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Took a shot jump to a porno star y'all really like i support that broad

Another rapper mixed in with gangster mothafucka you're not tupac!

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

But got love for them girls

Mixed with open temptations

She likes the way it hits her lips

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

They slowly showin they colors

We should appreciate the girls

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute