This is a song about "Pat flara"

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Give poor pay-less pat a habitat with a thermostat

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

Severed the clocks hand and pat myself on the back!

I don't know why i'm even on this track

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

With young randy to pat my back