This is a song about "Brown boys"

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

There'd still be niggas out killing

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Simply out of this world by choice

Bumping heavy d and the boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

I told myself that i would play it cool

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Then get out your seat and jump around

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours