This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I'm getting it, hustlin' like i'm still down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

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

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

If north is up and south is down

Give back to the hood like nino brown

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

I better get my gown

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down