This is a song about "Paxton brown"

And big kill, r.i.pand all you other o.g.'s, who go down

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

Beautiful are thou, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

That chris brown and rhianna line wasn't yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks