This is a song about "Junior russelle"

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

When he told martin luther king junior

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Why, why, this young little guy had to lose his mother back in junior high.

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

I didn't even know i'd the be the junior krit back then,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Tied with an evil eye since junior high. i remember she would hide

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside