This is a song about "Brendan brown"

Our children must be taught, of africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

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

I’m sending one warning shot then i’m taking buildings down

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

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

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

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

I pray you send an angel down

It's just my soda mixed with brown