This is a song about "Patch test"

During the day i had a test

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

New batch to patch, back to making maps

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Cut skin when it's soft, she looks like cabbage patch kids,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Handling success the biggest test

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Hearts been ripped open, wait i'm heartless no need to patch it

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

Mad, just like max, you must be glad you had a patch/

Soon they will put you on a test.

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest