This is a song about "Chris beniot"

Standin on a table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

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

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

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