This is a song about "Patrick hoover"

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I'm patrick smoking trees with bob, spongy

Never agree with that message

Patrick...the main attraction bitch

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Wit my kin that i came in wit

That hoover figg get the money shit

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

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

He's looking scarier than j. edgar hoover

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Have you been living under patrick star's rock?

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

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