This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

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

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

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Is written in our souls, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga