This is a song about "Ar tests"

With an ar-16 and shoot up the whole fucking lobby

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

If i ever see you, i'mma be clappin'; the ar!

And we'll pass your fucking tests and then write our own

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

When i step up out the maserati car

If you ever see me? i'mma be clappin'; the ar!

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

I'm wearing up with questions n tests all done growing sick n retard

Average ain't up to par, you can't spar, lyrics are an ar

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

The teacher begins passing out the tests

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends