This is a song about "Clevlend brown"

And i be countin' money till i pass out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Sky high, iced out paradise

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

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

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Motherfuckers quit the brown

They can never hold me down

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks