This is a song about "Mixed signals"

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

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

All these mixed feeling about my siblings,

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Mixed with open temptations

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

Extreme signals surfacing will i have to stay awhile,

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Search signals planting a panda in ammonium