This is a song about "Brown"

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

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm everything that they call nice

Yea, i am the nail forever holdin em down

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

Everytime you come around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,