This is a song about "Spanish exams"

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Because our exams become the challenging fence

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Of the exams that we face that is based on the work that we do

I'll bring the heat on these exams like i'm making some toast,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Gotta be something for me write this

She say something something spanish

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I want to hit the beach, she wants the spanish civil war museum

Yeah hov said he speaks spanish too

And no nigga gon love you