This is a song about "Brown"

They can never hold me down

Give back to the hood like nino brown

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

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

The science and the art, africa

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

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

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

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

Then get out your seat and jump around

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

They getting nice, they got some ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round