This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

And i'mma show you how the south was won

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

My all gold rolly or the

On they twitter writing novels, see

I'm brown and i like curry

Dre, pick 'em ,ah, pick'em, ill shut them all down

Give back to the hood like nino brown