This is a song about "Exams"

I'll bring the heat on these exams like i'm making some toast,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Tell your homegirl relax and let me get inside you

Of the exams that we face that is based on the work that we do

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Its now when my exams are in the prime time

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Because our exams become the challenging fence

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

All exams deemed finish so i'll go see my team,