This is a song about "Brown guy"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

To liberate yourself, africa

Dont fuck with the new guy

She gotta hold her head up high

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

If north is up and south is down

When pac get high

Im just that type of guy

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Even passing out that eminem guy

Plant a seed, kiss this guy

I mean the game been dry

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

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

I see the devil grinning, as if he winning