This is a song about "Brown"

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

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down

I'm brown and i like curry

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

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

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Because i see right through your disguise

Motherfuckers quit the brown

I pray you send an angel down

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her