This is a song about "Carmen brown"

All i wanted to do was get that trick down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

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

To show off my bars pick apart the carcass of deceased

They say nothings ever free

I'm brown and i like curry

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

A legend have to bow, africa

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Pick em' up and knock em' down

It's just my soda mixed with brown