This is a song about "Chris glynn"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

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

Make them more insecure when they caught one

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

And that i spent the night with her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

That was just the beginning it's not over

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/