This is a song about "Brown"

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

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

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

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

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs