This is a song about "Midst"

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Fuck my drink, in the midst of sips it's eclipsed - i got to write

In the midst of class, as i ash the blunt and pass

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

But in the midst of this insanity

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I unraveled the secrets in the midst of my travels.

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

He is in the midst of unknown disaster

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

And in the midst of the struggle well keep your roll of quarters,

You can feel it via spirit

In the midst of a hell pit

Can't even help a small child in midst of a fall,

It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all