This is a song about "Kennedy junior high"

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Skipped the jays game to watch junior b hockey

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Aint that why we get high,

Thuggin' till the day i die

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Look a kennedy -- private sailboat with the amenities

You know every night i'm high

Now we making up like a bullshit lie

A lime to a lemon, remind you of the sky

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

Hear the rambling in the sky

Whilst in a school called junior high

I bet you've never seen a pig fly