This is a song about "Chris is a bitch nigga"

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

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

From the immortal words of one, a bitch is a bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

This is a simple diss heading straight for a particular bitch,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

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

Bitch this is not a game

I'm going off the top of the brain

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

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

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