This is a song about "Kris"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

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

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

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

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Kris humphries ain't nothing to fuck with

And of course, my car's off course

Flow is tight like kris to kross//