This is a song about "Chris mum"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

We vegetables, on them record labels

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

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

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

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

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I don't see a problem

Life has put her to the test

I got a friend named chris rent