This is a song about "Brown dynamit"

Ima slow it down, down, down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

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

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

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

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles