This is a song about "Miek brown"

To liberate yourselves, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Im obvious-ly bright..u like chris brown....u goin blonde(blind) an shit,

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Later on in his life he graduates from brown

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes