This is a song about "Mountain mix"

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

My mountain is untouchable

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Gimme a stage and a mic and a mix

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Are you ready to be blowed up like a big mix?

So i don't spill my mix

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I finally found them, after standing on top of the mountain.

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

"money and blood don't mix

Cdg shit match my kicks