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

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

He just throws it around

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

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

I drive that all around

Motherfuckers quit the brown

Our nation have to bow, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga