This is a song about "Mixed race mafia"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Secret society all we ask is trust

Mixed with excision of inhibition

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Made me loose faith on human race.

But i'm not in the first place

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

See i live by the code that the mafia wrote

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

My pace makes you start to race

Mixed with open temptations

While scheming on hits