This is a song about "Brown"

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

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

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

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Pick em' up and knock em' down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I drive that all around

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown