This is a song about "Brown squad"

The squad on lock no key

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

By any means, if ya like it or not

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

I must go like fly route

The squad with us, no troop

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

I'mma catch you next time around

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.

She can only take so much more than her heart got

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,