This is a song about "Carmen brown"

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

To liberate yourselves, africa