This is a song about "Ar tests"

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

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

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

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

The, the, the, is the acta-cle in my ar-se-nal i start that flow

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

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star