This is a song about "Arnold palmer"

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

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Just how i wasted yo momma last nite for one little buck

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

Give back to the hood like nino brown

All my other people that dance around

And any connotation is viewed many ways

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

I can feel it like deep spears

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco