This is a song about "Chris vrown"

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

Thats how i rope em all down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

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

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

You gotta breathe and be at ease

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

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I got a friend named chris rent