This is a song about "Chris diabetta"

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I got a friend named chris rent

I'm why baby mommas leave

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

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

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

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

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

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

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown