This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I-i'ma take her down

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

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

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down