This is a song about "Dylan brown"

The science and the art, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

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

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Hey, must be the money

I'm brown and i like curry

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

And i be saying somethin' when i mash out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around