This is a song about "Brown university"

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

So i'm on my way to university, on the bus...

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

But currently university weren't worth hurting me

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

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

What them tippers don't see

I'm brown and i like curry

Skipped the university went straight to excellency

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Not my fault you went university to learn retail,

Put the beaver in the mail, we can take it slow like snail