This is a song about "Chris basham"

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

And of course, my car's off course

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Standin on a table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

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