This is a song about "Brown"

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I pray you send an angel down

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

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

That's why i'm makin' money

I'm brown and i like curry

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

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down