This is a song about "Brown"

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

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

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

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

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

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

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