This is a song about "Carmen brown"

Cause everytime yall come around

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

It's just my soda mixed with brown

But i came to get down

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

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