This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I be gettin' money

I'm brown and i like curry

Motherfuckers quit the brown

I looked at him, told him sit down

I got that potentiality to decease whatever comes in like a fucking wild beast

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

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

The science and the art, africa

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I don't want no fucking crown

If north is up and south is down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around