This is a song about "Kris"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

The kris kringle of rap servin little kids

Bring the battering ram where you live

Kris humphries ain't nothing to fuck with

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Flow is tight like kris to kross//

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

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

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

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across