This is a song about "Brown"

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Educate yourselves, of africa

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

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

The science and the art, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

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

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Sky high, iced out paradise

I'm brown and i like curry

Not hungry for my poetry

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

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