This is a song about "Brown"

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

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

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

The fourth one, i like to kick around

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

To liberate yourselves, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

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

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

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

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

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