This is a song about "Connaught brown"

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

But if you ain't got the dance they revoke your spinning

Motherfuckers quit the brown

He just throws it around

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

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

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

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

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm everything that they call nice