This is a song about "Andrea brown"

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Then get out your seat and jump around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Pick em' up and knock em' down