Whilst in a school called junior high
We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly
And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her
When i fuck i use the pill, cause i don't want a junior
Why, why, this young little guy had to lose his mother back in junior high.
Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die
True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try
My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high
Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur
When he told martin luther king junior
And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade
But my junior year english teacher portrayed
Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey
God mc oh my god you gotta see
This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died
Tied with an evil eye since junior high. i remember she would hide
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