This is a song about "Kurt brown"

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

22350 nigga on the block, kill him hands down

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

It's gonna fucking hurt kurt, when i turn you into cole-man

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

So i'm on my firm biz wit a brick of that foxxy brown

Motherfuckers quit the brown

He won't sit down, given the crown

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

They claim it as their own, africa

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

I'm everything that they call nice