This is a song about "Pattern"

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

When she loses traits she lies and she loses pace in speech pattern with a huge change

Guess i see it's my turn

I rhyme with a lethal pattern,

Its understandable if you don't believe me if thats the pattern

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Back of his head they roll, pattern like that of a dice

I will dismember you in no pattern cause i'm free styling

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

All im meant to be, cause matter follows a pattern perpetually