This is a song about "Kakita brown"

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

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

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

You gotta get off the mound, and put the game down