This is a song about "Chris tucker davis"

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

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

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

But i'm not in the first place

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Touch downs so i said ok lets get rid of these clowns my friend tucker ended

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws