This is a song about "Chris unger"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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

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

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

She never ready to go so she forever come

Cause everytime yall come around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

See, you're my best friend

I got a friend named chris rent

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

All my other people that dance around

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

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe