This is a song about "Mean tests"

Its malcolm sex, things about to get mean

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

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

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

Down in miami, with a super ho team

But im just playin, was that even mean?

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Put on a act like i'm possessed, do the fucking tests and the rest.

My tech blows straight off the roof and tests yo' respect though

Ironically it subs like a hero

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

She don't even need a job, got one anyways

Brotha lynch may be mean

Exclusives, y'all never seen

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

And i mean it (and i mean it)