This is a song about "Chris byrd"

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

As i light one for ill will

Like that tragedy chris angel,

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

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

I got a friend named chris rent

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Harder, better, faster, stronger

I go, in when i start putting words out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold