This is a song about "Brown"

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Is written in our souls, africa

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

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

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

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

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

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm everything that they call nice