This is a song about "My brown fr"

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

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down

Ride this beat like i'm on the chris brown roller coaster/

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Brown on a canvas of black, i'm stenciling/

There'd still be niggas out killing

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

Double mg shit, i put the set down

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Get down! i won't take shit from some brown-nose clown

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown