This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

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

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down