This is a song about "Chris lame"

Balling, but it’s not a game

And it makes me feel one way, lame,

I'mma catch you next time around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Never over, an ending, that's just lame.

100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name

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

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

That beautiful girls and parties are lame

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

And that i spent the night with her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Lady at the frank stand will

Like that tragedy chris angel,