This is a song about "Clevlend brown"

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

All my other people that dance around

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris 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

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

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

I looked at him, told him sit down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on