This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Baby doll, check it out: i get around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Do like a toaster put your bread down

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

But i’ma wait it out i’m bout to see that drought

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Motherfuckers quit the brown

I'm the talk of the town

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Cause everytime you come around