This is a song about "Chris smoove"

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

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

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

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

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

Thats how i rope em all down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I got a friend named chris rent

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for