This is a song about "Kurt brown"

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

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

..shootin for the top im kurt cobain now,

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

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

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Cause everytime you come around

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

They infiltrate our homes, africa