This is a song about "Im brown and proud"

Damn, papa i know you ain't proud

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

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

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

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

I'm breathing for a purpose

Of which im not exactly proud of,

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Everytime you come around