This is a song about "Chris you frail"

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

Never seen you as lyrical

And my songs when they reach they official

Not for the weak, frail and brittle

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Shit would have frail dudes deceased

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

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses