This is a song about "Chris stuts"

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

I got a friend named chris rent

Carol city or was it the west

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

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

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

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

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks