This is a song about "Brown boys"

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Another dead woman,another bad boys

Our children must be taught, of africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

But i apologize for not walking you around

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Angle these beats like a pentagon