This is a song about "Matthew harding"

Give back to the hood like nino brown

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

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

Her legs can't close like the four door hinge bronco

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

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm brown and i like curry

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Is written in our souls, africa