This is a song about "Carmen brown"

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

I shows out, like dope when i put that flow down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Our nation have to bow, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I drive that all around

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

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

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

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around