This is a song about "Justice for mike brown"

I know a little betty from downtown

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

My all gold rolly or the

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Media turned justice into reality tv,

So you can call this poetic justice.

And i need you to show me love

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

Am i sick ?cause i'm addicted to get spliftedwatch tha stupid ass tricks get lifted

I'm brown and i like curry

But i kinda like your company