you know patrick wanna be star

you already know I'll let it get lit bitch you not fit hit you wit the spit then you quit ill slit you better admit I'm better then you and you know its true then you new u got no shoe's then ill fuse you ooze then you chews I'll shoot you wit da pews u get no views sssh silence I hear sirens you hear birens I'll put you in asylums you know we rivals but u know I'm you idyll I'll make genocidal I got good tidals you are suicidal you better read the bible I'm lil diamond because im lightened briter then the the sun boi u a pun you got no guns you wai tons its that day of the month when I shoot you in the lung's I'll take you're thumbs like I took ur mums you chill wit the bums u need tums I'm done peace