This is a song about "Chris mum"

You gotta breathe and be at ease

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

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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

Like he back that shit

Mum and dad dintnt like it

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

So i can finally say to mum

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Treats mum like shit splattered on a brick

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

So slim davy please call up your mum

So keep fronting till my peeps come