This is a song about "Carmen brown"

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

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Look this whole time, we was comin from separate towns to hold down

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

I'm brown and i like curry

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

It's just my soda mixed with brown

I don't want no fucking crown

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Is written in our souls, africa