This is a song about "Chris joslin"

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

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

Hi my name is chris, welcome to my world, go fuck yourself.

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

Like that tragedy chris angel,

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

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women