This is a song about "Dylan s brown"

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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

My all gold rolly or the

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

Petty thoughts could keep your brain down

It´s the battle of life

Hop in and let me test drive

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

And now that i’m getting money

I'm brown and i like curry

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!