This is a song about "Dark brown eyes"

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

I pray you send an angel down

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Angels hug me in the dark, my eyes are movin on their own accord

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

I'mma catch you next time around

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

Thats how i rope em all down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets