This is a song about "Mixed people"

Pure emotions the mixed feelings of lovers

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

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

With words so mixed and twisted

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Tupac and slipknot mixed with billy ray cyrus,

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

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

I ain't trynna be forward

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

Chronicles and retakes, two things mixed together makes no change.