This is a song about "Michael brown"

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

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

The michael myers of rap,

I'm about to snap

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

To liberate yourself, africa

I flash smiles at the mean looks

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/

Or popeyes, we don't keep no birds in the circle