This is a song about "Carmen brown"

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Callin' all cars, there's another man down

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

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