This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

It's just my soda mixed with brown

The fourth one, i like to kick around

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

I pray you send an angel down

Educate yourselves, of africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Cause everytime yall come around

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

If it ain’t nothin', a break – uh break- breakdown