This is a song about "Chris a"

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

Hold up yea we the best

I got a friend named chris rent

Who knows what the

Yup you got a lot a

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

Best be prepared for the outlaws

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