This is a song about "Brown"

Beautiful are thou, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

The science and the art, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

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

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

I'm brown and i like curry

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

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