This is a song about "Brown"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa

We ball, that breakdown

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

If you want it, pursue it!we can handle the shit

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

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

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

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

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks