This is a song about "Nevada in middle of the summer"

I don't need no single

I am caught in the middle

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

We ain't poor, ain't middle class, we're in the shade of grey,

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

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

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

Multiple middle fingers in the air

Then, prepare to have the eargasm of a lifetime

The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.

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

I'm just tryna push a porsche, that's white like montana snow

Bottle of wrong-ful, reflection of this bitches head swinging on the wall,

Declaring that i don't want you to barge into my door in the middle of it all

In the middle of nowhere my mind on off switch

Augh, i'm the hottest nigga, all i do is turn up, bitch