This is a song about "Chris mahon"

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Comin' back into you once i figured it out

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

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

Like that tragedy chris angel,

As i light one for ill will

In the caravan with some latin bitches

This hoodrats think they're bad , when their names chris