This is a song about "Brown"

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

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

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

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

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

The science and the art, africa

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

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

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Right flows down and they might go nice