This is a song about "Chris martin"

Half your body laying on my chest

I got a friend named chris rent

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

The dream of martin luther king can be put on hold

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

Teens became fiends without dreams like martin luther king,

I see people like martin n' x

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

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

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Lady at the frank stand will

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

I got a friend named chris rent

Can’t you see just how long my run

These days we praise martin