This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

I know a little girly from uptown

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

The fourth one, i like to kick around

It's just my soda mixed with brown

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

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

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