This is a song about "Chris tucker"

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Ha, that make it hard to be faithful

I looked at him, told him sit down

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

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

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

See, you're my best friend

I got a friend named chris rent

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

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

I'm why baby mommas leave

Hi my name is chris, i'm a weed thief,