This is a song about "Chris being gay"

Like that tragedy chris angel,

As i light one for ill will

I want to feel her in every way

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I got a friend named chris rent

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

If you didn't know i feel this way

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

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

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Little gay lookin' boy

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold