This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

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

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

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

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

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast