This is a song about "Brown eyed boy"

Double mg shit, i put the set down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

All i wanted to do was get that trick down

And you're, approaching me right

But i'm still leaving you wide eyed

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

I can smell it when i go outside

Standing all cross-eyed looking like you not right,

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks