This is a song about "Chris blood clot"

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

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

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

I got a friend named chris rent

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

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

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

Hi my name is chris, i said fuck this drama,

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

His flows a knot, his songs rot, a blood clot,

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

As they clot their arteries, remedies from their enemies rough spot/