This is a song about "Carmen brown"

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

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

Promise if you hold me down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

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

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Thats how i rope em all down

I'm brown and i like curry

Chillin' with homies and family

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/