This is a song about "Desk"

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

Half your body laying on my chest

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I can't write when there's shit on my desk

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Take it like a man and go to the desk and sit,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Of your desk stool, until you mess up, then the messiah of rap flows

I sit in my desk looking at this white pad

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Drinking straight from the keg record on my desk

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent