This is a song about "Andrea brown"

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

I got that potentiality to decease whatever comes in like a fucking wild beast

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Callin' all cars, there's another man down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I'm getting it, hustlin' like i'm still down

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

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

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

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts