This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast

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

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

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

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

Do like a toaster put your bread down

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

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I pray you send an angel down