The Story of Chris Lyrics

You see kids, there's some ruthless people

So low down, dirty, grimy, and evil

The type of ones that say I love you before they leave you

Stab your back up, like the tip of a doctor's needle

Now all their toxins leave you sick

And that's only the half of it

Won't stop till your body's bagged and zipped

And then they'll walk into the morgue

And steal your body's tote tag and sh

Please excuse my French

That boy was a tool, they should've named him Allen Wrench

She in the club, off of nine shots, that's 50 cent

Now they both gon' get together, talking bout sum, let's have a kid

Man what the fu-(What the fuck is this?)

How the f- that make any sense? (The fuck)

But after a couple of months they did

And you guess what they named that kid

They named him Chris

And now Chris, he didn't know it

But his father looked into his eyes and said I love you in that moment

Yes he did, his mama thought he actually meant it

Their relationship's Pangea, mom and pops, yeah they drifted

Lil' Chris, he growing up now, birthday parties, double-gifted

Relatives don't get along now, they just respect each other's wishes

Good intentions, cycle vicious, vicious cycle

Chris, he only six, he out here moonwalking like Michael

Fishing for attention, learn a trick, he walk the tightrope

Just to find some balance in all of this drama, tall as Eiffel

Father's spiteful, mother hurt, she tried her best to make it work

How she gon' raise this little man while praying when she can

That his father end up in the dirt

Meanwhile, his father was wishing that he would've wrapped up first

He told Chris, "I guess I was blessed with a curse

You got me and I got you, apparently until I'm dead in a hearse

All my youth has gone to you, I kinda wish I would've lived it first

Should've never let her in, but then I guess that in the end it worked

I got what I wanted, then she said that a baby coming

Hold up lady, is you crazy or something

Your mama wanted me to pay for bills, whole time she knew I wasn't making nothing

All the time she was taking sum

On my mind, was the day you coming

Knew it wouldn't be the same, and I've been running ever since"

Now we're back to Chris, he in his teens

Pushing the limits, finding plenty trouble to get in

He already troubled as it is, grades always plummeting again

Looking to his mother, trying to find some comfort

But she couldn't cover for him then, now he not a kid

Chris grew up and now he's become a young man

Popping a pill, man he off of a xan

Trying to cope any way that he can

Going to parties, come back with the shawties

They love him in ways that his parents could never

They sharing each other, hold up wait he wasn't wearing a rubber

Nine months later, that girl is a mother

Chris said I love you and left, she never recovered

There's some ruthless people, so low down

Dirty, grimy, and evil