This is a song about "Mixture"

Chanel louis prada what a mixture

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Hutch is a mixture, like a white nigger,

Niggas thinkin’ they sick, well, i’m sicker

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Love it when we take pictures,were a good mixture,

Watch the simpsons and eating some cereal for dinner

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street

Wale, you must know im on my stuntin shit

Penis, vagina im a mixture of all it

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor