[Some lady saying something]



Well, my name is mc chris, I saw that you were alone.

I don't know if you knew this but I rock the microphone.

You look one kind of lonely - I'm so the antidote.

You look seven kinds of juicy like a slice of cantaloupe.

You rock the Sheena Easton 'cause, girlfriend, you got the look.

And no, I am not teasin', you can read me like a book.

Erotic fiction in the kitchen, we'll experiment with foods.

Leftovers on my boner puts me in a mighty mood.

Okay, I'm a little forward, maybe I should try reverse;

what's your name, what's you game, mind if I rifle through your purse?

Here's the capper, I'm a rapper, just do a Google search;

twenty pages, I'm amazin'! What's your addy? I'll send merch!

That's when I saw the rock, the ice, the diamond!

It hit me like it's lightning! It's frightening! I'm cryin'.

"I was stylin', profilin', down payment on my Scion.

His name is Brian, he's in Fallujah freedom fightin',