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

Stuck in the middle of a...

Beautiful are thou, africa

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

A rapper & a lyricist, i'm kinda in the middle

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Kcb is like the solar system and malcom's in the middle,

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

Layed in the middle of the ocean and

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Tongues hanging out like dogs in the middle of august

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

In the middle of the night, i just might, use my knife,

When it's trouble, they "blocka" and fuck a life