This is a song about "Chris sleeping"

Sleeping in your beds and in your sheds,

Convertibles with turbo jets

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She can be my sleeping beauty

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

No reason to be around

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Sleeping habits adapted to the moon's orbit

I hear it when i'm sleeping

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

See, you're my best friend

I got a friend named chris rent