This is a song about "Rectal exam"

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

And poke ya eyeball with a scalpel at the eye exam

You test me and i'm goin' harder than a math exam,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Start off gentle as i fuck the rectal

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

I got an exam on may maybe carrots can help me get an a ole carrots carrots all the way

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

Notes are done, time for the exam

Live my life through some film, man

But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam

Harvard we take the exam/

Just earlier i took the essay part of exam, in it is the given prompt, it was a well written poem

That's why you cautious when i approached youbeen talking since you arrived, but not a word is spoken

He looked up at me like i was crazy, i said listen man

That stuff you made us study is forgotten after the exam