This is a song about "My brown fr"

A military mind mean money

I'm brown and i like curry

It's just my soda mixed with brown

But i came to get down

After he just got out, 15 years to count

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

How beautiful are thou, africa

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Come wit me you'll smoke around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

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

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes