This is a song about "Examen to fail unless memory"

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Unless you're sacrificing lambs and running scams to please me.

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

A cautionary tale of fail and what not to say,

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

With unless the rest dare press to test till threshold snaps,

Unless you want me to take this bar to your face?

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail

But i chose to pursue it, i gon’ let it fail,

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Truth be told i have some issues that i fail to mention

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

Chockin' until my last breath, to a memory that was slashed