This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

And losin all his money

I'm brown and i like curry

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

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

Protect yo self in the explorer go acquire a solid shield.

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

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

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

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

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense