This is a song about "Magolon brown"

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

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

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

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

I'm brown and i like curry

Not hungry for my poetry

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

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

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

"beat you so bad, your rhianna i'm chris brown"