This is a song about "Brown"

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Protect yo self in the explorer go acquire a solid shield.

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

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down