This is a song about "Brown"

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Look this whole time, we was comin from separate towns to hold down

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Is written in our souls, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

Polo purple like the dope i'm hitting

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/