This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Oh no we got to slow the city down

My name is timb aka thomas crown

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I'm brown and i like curry

And now that i’m getting money

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

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

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

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

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping