This is a song about "Chris cob"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I got a friend named chris rent

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Amen, they say you only live once

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

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

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss