This is a song about "Kennedy junior high"

So y'all niggas can fly

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

I wonder why, i sit and cry

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

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

But i am flying high

Why you call me back? don't lie

I be ballin, they wonder why

Lift your eyebrow up high

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

You other brothers can’t deny

I got that shit, that makes you high

You getting mad cause i'm no generic white dom kennedy,

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money