This is a song about "Mixed signals"

Mixed with excision of inhibition

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Mixed with open temptations

Rhymes mixed with sharpness easily off this

I'm a magician so please focus

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up