This is a song about "Patrick grieve"

Patrick...the main attraction bitch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

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

Now yu alone cuz she gone, no time to grieve or mourn,

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

And i couldn't even grieve,

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

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I gotta know if it's real or not

Have you been living under patrick star's rock?

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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