This is a song about "Chris 20is 20a 20bitch"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I got a friend named chris rent

Hold my tears i tried my best

I got a friend named chris rent

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Prolly on water, they all on water

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Hi my name is chris, i said fuck this drama,