This is a song about "Chris being gay"

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

Cause there could never be peace

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

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Lady at the frank stand will

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Oh no we got to slow the city down

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

I need money in a major way

I got a friend named chris rent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Hit it or four play

Because what you spit is gay,