This is a song about "Jesus chris"

This hoodrats think they're bad , when their names chris

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I think found where your mind was

I'm chilling with jesus

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

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Getting resurrected like jesus

Made from the brain of me, most genius

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

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

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

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