This is a song about "Chris scott"

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

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

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.