This is a song about "Middle stoner"

And i ain't frontin for her

My nickname is stoner

Fucking u with ma middle finger

But c-can't look up in that mirror

No i'm not a stoner

That's what rains for

So i chose to be a stoner to escape from this unreality

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Middle school was finally done

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

They like talking, its like gossip

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

I'm a muh fucking stoner like a boulder on the couch