This is a song about "Carmen brown"

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"

Everytime you come around

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Beautiful are thou, africa

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

Later on in his life he graduates from brown