This is a song about "Chris"

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

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

My name is chris, i'm a rapper, and caucasian,

I got a friend named chris rent

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

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

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Got the gall to make chris piss in his draws

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Hi my name is chris, welcome to my world, go fuck yourself.

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz