This is a song about "Chris hester"

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

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

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

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

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

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

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

Hi my name is chris, i said fuck this drama,

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles