This is a song about "Carmen brown"

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Motherfuckers quit the brown

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

But i’m worth it though work this shit so perfect though

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco