This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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

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

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

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

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

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

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown