This is a song about "Chris leeman"

Tina perm your fucking weave

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,

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

I pray you send an angel down

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

We vegetables, on them record labels

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Never wrong at any level

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Gained a hundred pounds to be a fat white chris rock,

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

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