This is a song about "Brianna brown"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

I drive that all around

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

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

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

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

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

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe