This is a song about "Christopher johnson"

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

Yeah man rhyming all out like doctor suess and christopher wallace,

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

Of goin christopher dorner on all who enforce order

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Applause is my tinnitus, your highness my name is christopher titus

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Christopher reeve got paralysed cuz he fuckin dared to look him in the eyes

My god isnt dwayne johnson

Miami nights, ain't another one