This is a song about "Chris basham"

My talent should take me places i've never been

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

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

As long as we're cooperating with god

I'mma catch you next time around

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

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

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

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I got a friend named chris rent

Half your body laying on my chest

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

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