This is a song about "Brown rung"

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

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

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

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

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

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa