This is a song about "Mixed"

She never ready to go so she forever come

Medical experiment benadryl mixed with heroin

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

Served you like a restaurant ,mixed with a bit of taunt

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

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

Or something that you paid for

Weed for the swisher, tea mixed with liquor

I can't even list,the shit all just mixed,held in the

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Sitting down, thinking back, got myself mixed up

It's not making sense to you right now but

Mixed cocktails, shaken not stirred

It's a fools fatewithout your word