This is a song about "The medium"

Cold, my style making my nose run

Eyes poked out the the raven

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Hearing this rapper kendrick whirling the words like the movement of worms is what i've learned,

As i light one for ill will

It's the middle, the middle

But i murder him first

I'm in the the real world

Every night i stroke hoes

The more battles the better the flows

For the man of the hour

That i will leave earth with her

Thug for life nigga

I bring the heat like the