This is a song about "Chris rowland"

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

I got a friend named chris rent

Hold up yea we the best

Yeah because you know i #heat #it #up like it's chris bosh,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

Never will you survive if you ever rhyme for a poser

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