This is a song about "Malcolm in the middle"

Malcolm sex, the next eminem

I bake the cake but you can't get a crumb

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

We split the ends in the middle with a bit of friends

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

It's the middle, the middle

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

Not knowing i was the only one in the middle

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Layed in the middle of the ocean and