This is a song about "Chris canady"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Like that tragedy chris angel,

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

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

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

I got a friend named chris rent

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

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence