This is a song about "Kris"

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Kris humphries ain't nothing to fuck with

Like this, be poppin' kris tha lyrical twist comin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Flow is tight like kris to kross//

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids