This is a song about "In the middle"

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

I can manage on my own, you can still have your perfect life

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

Want to duel? take two step forwards and we can meet in the middle

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Growing up in a middle eastern family , is the hardest thing for

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Nigga, look at my bitch, you looking the wrong way

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

I am caught in the middle

Baby i am professional

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Throw you in the middle of the ocean in the blizzard with jaws

Kcb is like the solar system and malcom's in the middle,

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol