This is a song about "Brown"

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

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

All i wanted to do was get that trick down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Third ward general, young cash money

I'm brown and i like curry

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

My bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna hold me down

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

To liberate yourself, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga