This is a song about "Brown mob"

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Then get out your seat and jump around

Wish i could shed all these tears

I'm a mob by myself/

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

I'm in college now got the professors to mob with me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

I'm getting it, hustlin' like i'm still down