This is a song about "Chris mum"

So i can finally say to mum

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

So slim davy please call up your mum

For the outlawz, here we come

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

My mum always told me to check the roads before crossing

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

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

I got a friend named chris rent

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Me and your mum had rough sex

Usually turn out to be the fakest ones

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts