This is a song about "Tests"

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

The teacher begins passing out the tests

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

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

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

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

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest