this is a poem about project pat written by project pat that is attempting to approximate project pats level of greatness. it is real.

fuck you puffy

with your fucking cars

and your bitches and hoes

fuck your bitches and hoes

fuck you puffy

i got yo number off the internet bitch

you were the only black man on the list homey

all the rest is white

fuck you puffy

with your cruise control

and your internet

and your diamond ring

and your diamond earring

and your other diamond earring

and your gay tattoo

and your foot products

fuck your foot products

and your meals on wheels

and your mother

fuck you puffy

fuck you

this is what i get when i listen to your music

****the sound of bitches and hoes getting stomped****

lemme tell you about some shit i did

back when i was fuckin shit up

in north memphis

with my crew

and my bitches and hoes

we went pharmaceutical up in there

and we fucked shit up

not like you

bitch

i heard about the panda messiah

aint nothing you can do

nothing you can say

to project pat

aint been said before

talk about my mother

go on

tell me one thing about my mother i aint heard

i dont need that shit yo

*****sound of shit getting started*****

fuck you puffy

fuck you

fuck you puffy

no fuck you puffy

no fuck you puffy

no fuck you puffy

no fuck you