This is a song about "Malcom in the middle"

Malcontents in the middle more concerned with the malice

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

I'm left contemplating life in the middle of the night.

But its in the way we text since now we exes like malcom/

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

In the middle east, only the poverty's afflicted

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

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Boys oink like you in the middle

Ok just listen up a little

He's grown to his full potential and a lil bigger in the middle.

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