This is a song about "Brown v board of education"

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Of a higher education

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Oh no we got to slow the city down

She acting all extra

Got a v for vendetta,

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Should on board of a boat,

Promise if you hold me down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,