This is a song about "Junior from the reservation"

I'm just a good kid in a mad reservation

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

My bitches fuck me good

From hollywood to the hood

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

He might have the same whip

Draw so fast from the hip,

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

And mine somewhere bout mars