This is a song about "Brown sugar"

I be on my dark liquor

Coat, coat it with sugar,

Sugar coating my rueger,

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

If north is up and south is down

So get up, its time to start nation building

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

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town