This is a song about "Brown guys"

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

I-i'ma take her down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

What we gotta do to survive

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

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

If north is up and south is down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

Better make sure you fuck your girl right ‘fore i dick her down

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown