This is a song about "Fate stay night"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

So i stay up late, and write at night.

Us together that's nothing but fate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

At an extremly alarming rate

It wasn't rate, and it wasn't fate,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

My fate, watchin out for every little mistake

Her face was calm, as if the wounds didn’t seal her fate

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

You better be careful when fate

I let her decorate the real estate

We can then appreciate our fate

As demons seep in the sinners early fate

My money like a senior, watch it graduate