This is a song about "Chris lee"

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

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

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

Mentally he's less than me, and i'm guessing sweet as sara lee

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

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

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam