This is a song about "Brown moon"

Leaving you laying there like your gazin at the moon

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

If she don't like walk under moon

Some girls pull the dudes, literally, like the moon

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Gettin higher than saturn and the moon,

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

Give back to the hood like nino brown

No reason to be around

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

And we gone to the moon

Self made coming soon

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours