This is a song about "Chris bosh"

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

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

Bosh better pick up his purse or his feet / if he doesn't want worse than defeat

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

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

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I got a friend named chris rent

Just say he's the best

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

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down

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