This is a song about "Brown skinned girls"

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Now you got me hopped up on that

Next to the skinned ducks that still quack.

Hopin' that my niggas see

Light skinned hell of a body

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Sat back skinned up its just another lazy day