This is a song about "Chris is the best"

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Yo that bitch think he is the best

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

And teachers thought i was dumb or crazy

Being the best is something you can’t be

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Sayin your the best but really all you is is comedy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

If this is the best he writes

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines