This is a song about "Malcom in the middle"

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

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

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

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

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

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

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

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

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Got our middle fingers in the air,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

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