This is a song about "A sad end to junior school"

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

I'm lucky that i got a better place to call home. no longer sad and alone.

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Bueller dwells, but i cut school to cut screws through a weld.

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Whilst in a school called junior high

You're a junior, i'm a senior, respect your elders,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Two kids shot while the whole block staringi will never understand this society, first they try

Sad that he had to take his own life to escape this sad life with a pliable alibi

Where the black girls get their weaves back

You are lookin a little sad,

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

When i fuck i use the pill, cause i don't want a junior

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for