This is a song about "Chris fortune"

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

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

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I got a friend named chris rent

The importance of makin a fortune is blown outta proportion

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

As i light one for ill will

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

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

Beach on the weekend

I got a friend named chris rent

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

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