This is a song about "Middle stoner"

I thought i recognized her

My nickname is stoner

It's the middle, the middle

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

My salute to you i raise the middle

Baby girl my stroke official

I aint a stoner but my flow so dope

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Middle school was finally done

I'm caged up in state prison

What up girl, tell me how you been

In the middle of a discussion

He asked me if i've smoked he turned me to a stoner, a stoner (smoking now)

Family making funeral preparations they told me reap what you sow

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

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