This is a song about "Chris a"

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

This hoodrats think they're bad , when their names chris

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

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

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

As i light one for ill will

Like that tragedy chris angel,

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around