This is a song about "Lauren brown"

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Epic, they used to feed me detours

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

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

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I'm brown. said that already? fuck it i'm exotic/

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts