This is a song about "Brown"

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

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

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown