This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I'm brown and i like curry

Chillin' with homies and family

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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

Yeah, that my sista and i'm so proud how she hold it down

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