This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

My name is timb aka thomas crown

I don't want no fucking crown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

Yeah live from the soho, and hov told me i'd blow joe

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

My ten cent hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down