This is a song about "Lewis dobson and aaron brown"

Motherfuckers quit the brown

We be like.. down

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

Spending all this paper like i fucking hit the lotto

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

I'm the talk of the town

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

And you know i cant stop now when i rap i paint your whole top brown

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa