This is a song about "Brown"

I’m sending one warning shot then i’m taking buildings down

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

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

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

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down

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

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down