This is a song about "Brown skin gyal"

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Now you feel beetles crawlin under your skin

Is ripping out my skin

Energized and still going

What up girl, tell me how you been

Black skin dark skin...fuck segregation

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

The pale skin and scrapped knees

Got her going down, no teeth

I used to have thick skin,

Through thick and thin