This is a song about "Brown"

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

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

I be gettin' money

I'm brown and i like curry

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Puff puff puff, shutdown uptown

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

That shit is mad depressin, bringin me down

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

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did