This is a song about "Chris gay"

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

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

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

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

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

I got a friend named chris rent

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay looking boy

If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day

Eighth grade i got a message on facebook from a gay,

Then some lady named billie holiday

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Because what you spit is gay,

Momma say, you making me lose pay