This is a song about "Chris fortune"

I got a friend named chris rent

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Im the foremen of the rothschild fortune

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

And corners, suddenly started to see fame and fortune,

She never ready to go so she forever come

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

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

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Hi my name is chris, welcome to my world, go fuck yourself.

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf