This is a song about "Flame tests"

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

The teacher begins passing out the tests

And what i spit, is fucking flame.

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Be cookin some fire and be dishing out some flame/

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Posse hocking some flame flows

Guess i’m different than most

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Spark up the flame, goin insane

Parking lot of the blue flame

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

You gotta pass your tests or you're gonna be a fool