This is a song about "King chris"

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

To come and change my life around

Got tired of running from the police

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

I'm feelin like a king,

Or the chick leaving

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

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

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I got a friend named chris rent