This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

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

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

I drive that all around

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Try to keep my spirits up, that's why i lays it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down

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