This is a song about "Lingle middle school"

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Just to hear real music i went back to middle school

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

My salute to you i raise the middle

My salute to you i raise the middle

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Baby girl my stroke official

I am caught in the middle

It kind of feels like middle school again when they call

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

Not knowing i was the only one in the middle

Fucking u with ma middle finger

We just looking in the mirror

Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school