This is a song about "Brown"

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

Gotta h town girl, codeine sipping

Cuz we'll come find you in all kinds of carssignin' out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Then get out your seat and jump around

Give back to the hood like nino brown

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

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

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/