This is a song about "Patty k"

With anything you need, i'm young k to the fucking scene.

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

K and b is rarer than a piece of golden coal

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

So a-k to your brain, and you ooz-ing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Rollex on my neck 20 k for my brother

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

K tryin' to explain, fake rappers are on the reign

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

K dot got no, flow and dre no dice, my bad thats rata, tat on the mike,

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side