This is a song about "Patrick grieve"

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Vroom vroom, keep the motor running girl, you know it don't stop

Tryin to find ya boy big patrick and turn ya prince to a frog.

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

You'd suppose you're deceased, cause i grieve like a grievance

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

And i couldn't even grieve,

Cause there'll never be peace

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

While im rapping like emniem wayne or drizzy these nigga being patrick

Yet now it is for your graces we grieve...

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money