This is a song about "Chris stuts"

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

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

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

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

I got a friend named chris rent

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Listen to every word that i slur

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

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit