This is a song about "Chris l"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

The day has come, dipset remains the ones

Big l, tupac, & b.i.g did this beat justice but not alone

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

I got a friend named chris rent

Beach on the weekend

Standin on a table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

L y r i to the c

I delete they history

I got a friend named chris rent

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Cause everytime you come around

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"