This is a song about "Carmen brown"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Still kickin' that shit, put your gun down

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

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

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

Motherfuckers quit the brown

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

Never pledge allegiance, god given flow

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I'm brown and i like curry

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free