This is a song about "Carmen brown"

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

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

She said it really dont matter if its real though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

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

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown