This is a song about "Brown peoples"

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Into peoples life's who are peaceful,

Cause this album pack enough evil

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I know a little betty from downtown

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

He made me see the truths about peoples lies and their sins

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down