This is a song about "Junior"

Approach for contactcause i'm live i multiply

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

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

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Whilst in a school called junior high

In the lambo looking like a fly

And that i spent the night with her

When he told martin luther king junior

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

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try