This is a song about "Chris stevens"

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Standin on a table

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I've been a pro, but now i'm profound

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

But we speaking to heathens and all these even stevens who don't need a reason

Everytime you come around

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

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours