This is a song about "Mixed race"

Lyrics hotter then lava, spit mixed with java

I ain't being bootsycrusin' in a six-o impala

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Slow and steady wins the race,

Lookin' at me, now they know my face

Mixed with open temptations

When you spill out hits

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

Began to race, it sorta rhymed

My pace makes you start to race

Baby, you got that super bass

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Mixed with excision of inhibition