This is a song about "Brown"

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

The science and the art, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

It's just my soda mixed with brown

All i wanted to do was get that trick down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Thats how i rope em all down

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

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

She don't really care about anyone advice