This is a song about "Trail mix"

Big stacks, no lego bricks

"money and blood don't mix

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

I mix it with, six different liquors and

Gears begin to clash, engine starts to fail, black smoke trail- i'v gone off trail!

So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Devastation is clearly waiting on this trail i'm paving

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

You're listening to this mix tape 'n

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Brave and confident i blaze a trail through seven continents

So i don't spill my mix

You can hear it in my lyrics

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups