This is a song about "Chris mcaleese"

Got a killer flow from the llama

Hi my name is chris, i said fuck this drama,

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

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

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

No matter who gon' show up i make em move over

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

That nuvo or that goose egg got you losin your religion

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

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels