This is a song about "Brown guy"

Why you call me back? don't lie

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

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

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Im just that type of guy

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Cause everytime you come around