This is a song about "Leroy brown"

Niggas gonna run down, tell you put your gun down

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

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

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

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Our nation have to bow, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Oh no we got to slow the city down

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

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

Look itcops are just as crooked as the niggas they chasin'lookin' for role models