This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

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

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

I'm brown and i like curry

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

A legend have to bow, africa

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

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