This is a song about "Kariokie chris brown diss"

I got a friend named chris rent

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

That's the only way i know how to hold it down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

And i clowntha type of bitch to throw down

Standin on a table

Like that tragedy chris angel,

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

I'mma catch you next time around

Ridin' through my city car black can't see out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Give back to the hood like nino brown

If north is up and south is down