This is a song about "Chris and eddie"

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

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

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Regardless to all them, i appease her

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I got a friend named chris rent

Carol city or was it the west

I go, in when i start putting words out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

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

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

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

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