This is a song about "Chris and hannah"

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Can't break up to make up,she wake up, im out

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

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

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

Life has put her to the test

I got a friend named chris rent

Or any type of suitable living condition listen

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

Just say he's the best

I got a friend named chris rent