This is a song about "Brown"

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

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

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

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

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

That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down

I'm brown and i like curry

Hopin' that my niggas see

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

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit