This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Thats how i rope em all down

I don't want no fucking crown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I'm brown and i like curry

We're living in a fantasy

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

They claim it as their own, africa

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

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

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love