This is a song about "Trade in the middle ages"

Now youre stuck up in your middle ages flipping pages

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I'm left contemplating life in the middle of the night.

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

In the middle east, only the poverty's afflicted

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

So when ya see me nigga

Stuck in the middle of a...

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Multiple middle fingers in the air

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed