This is a song about "Brown"

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

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

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Red bottoms y'all and the ass is out

It's just my soda mixed with brown

The fourth one, i like to kick around