This is a song about "Leaving blythewood middle school"

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

Former middle school anarchist who hated the ways of modernists/

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Stuck in the middle of a...

The science and the art, africa

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

High school now, fuck middle school now im lifted, gifted, on a pedestal,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

So yall people best be leaving

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

Boys oink like you in the middle

Baby girl my stroke official

The world is so typical

It's the middle, the middle