This is a song about "Chris drum"

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

Hold my tears i tried my best

I got a friend named chris rent

Beach on the weekend

I got a friend named chris rent

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system

I do it by spitting to the beat of a drum

Never wrong at any level

Like that tragedy chris angel,

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

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

I'm the chosen one: sound the drum, own guns