This is a song about "Dissing chris"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

I got a friend named chris rent

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

The ones you left out, jobs were giving, better living

You wouldn't be missing if you weren't dissing

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Your trying to make friends when ya supposed to be dissing,

Hold up yea we the best

I got a friend named chris rent

Tell your girls, to come join our table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down