This is a song about "Chris your slo moist"

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

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

In fact, my hat is in tact with the fubu pull over

I make you feel a good rush hour tucker in i get my chris on

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

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

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold