This is a song about "Flame tests"

The teacher begins passing out the tests

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

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

My raps were straight up lame, i didn't have a flame

Time after time, again and again

I kindle the flame, it's my burning desire,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

I don't think you'll get your unit tests to pass

Do you feel the heat from my fire, fuel my flame

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!