This is a song about "Middle stoner"

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

Peace out, salute with my middle

My salute to you i raise the middle

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

My nickname is stoner

You know...you know who you are

No i'm not a stoner

Something worth dying for

I'm in a rare breed, extraordinary league

I'm on this beat, like a stoner on weed.

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Just a straight up stoner

Boys oink like you in the middle

Never seen you as lyrical

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Your like young thug you a lonely stoner/