This is a song about "Martin luther king junior"

Whilst in a school called junior high

That's the window into the sky

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

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

Yeah, one time for the

We're like martin and gina

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I set free like martin, the key to the lock

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

Convertibles with turbo jets

I see people like martin n' x

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

These days we praise martin

Just a place that they can come