This is a song about "Brown"

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Do like a toaster put your bread down

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

I know a little betty from downtown

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

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

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/

Let me rideuntil i get free

I'm brown and i like curry

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king