This is a song about "Patrick grieve"

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

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

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Have you been living under patrick star's rock?

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

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,

And ya'll don't know no beef

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

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

Patrick...the main attraction bitch

And she stripping, go to college

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy