This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

If you ain't about money

I'm brown and i like curry

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

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

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

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

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around