This is a song about "Brown man"

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I know a little betty from downtown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I'm brown and i like curry

But i kinda like your company

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown