This is a song about "Brown"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

Yea, i am the nail forever holdin em down

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

The fourth one, i like to kick around

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

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around