This is a song about "Chris keenen"

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I'm fully grown and the future can be planned out

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

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 got a friend named chris rent

Hold my tears i tried my best