This is a song about "Chirs brown"

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

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

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

And now that i’m getting money

I'm brown and i like curry

To liberate yourself, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Motherfuckers quit the brown

I-i'ma take her down

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

They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down