This is a song about "Chris wilmot"

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

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

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

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

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

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

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

Cause there'll never be peace

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones