This is a song about "Chris your slacking"

You gotta breathe and be at ease

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

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

I got the talent never slacking, in this deal

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

We dig the plot and never bury pot

I wouldn't drop that much on rick ross or chris rock

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks