This is a song about "Patch test"

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

During the day i had a test

My friends put me to a real test

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Cause u can't pass the fukn test

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

You can be the test taker, i'm the test

See i can only love you when you undressed

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Handling success the biggest test

New batch to patch, back to making maps

And all she wants is to dance