This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Motherfuckers quit the brown

I drive that all around

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

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

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

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

I’m sending one warning shot then i’m taking buildings down

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

But i apologize for not walking you around

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

And i be countin' money till i pass out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga