I saw Patrice as a mentor. A Philosopher. After Patrice's death, I soul searched for a way to honor the man. This is my tribute to Patrice.
“Some women trick themselves into believe that their not sexual objects to us, when we first meet them. When any man first sees or meets a female, his first thoughts are, if he’s truthful with himself is “Look at them tittes/ that ass/ I wonder what she fucks like?” Thats just WHAT we are as animals. We think FUCK, animalistic-ally. Show me WHO you are. The car loses value after I drive it off the lot, but the WHO is what is makes me enjoy it after that. Women dont try to sell us WHO they are. WHAT they are is Women and they do everything that’s typical of Women, but that WHO, is the exception to those rules. The WHO is the person that built by life experiences and likes and dislikes. I dont like sitting acting like I’m trying to figure out who the you are on my quest to get your vagina.”