This is a song about "Im brown"

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Snoop dogged it, nelly came down

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

How beautiful are thou, africa

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out