This is a song about "Tests"

Move like i’m walking with an open case

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

I'm wearing up with questions n tests all done growing sick n retard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

I don't think you'll get your unit tests to pass

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

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

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

Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool

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

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

And we'll pass your fucking tests and then write our own

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne