This is a song about "Alvin brown"

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

I'm brown and i like curry

I came up hungry

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

All my other people that dance around

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,