This is a song about "Sam brown"

Ya dead to me, brown grass nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

I pray you send an angel down

I smoke a lb when i get it from brown.

They can’t even come around

Then you say your sorry like chris brown

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

Chicanos, mexicanos, brown,

He just throws it around

Do the fuckin' exact opposite of turnin' it down

You a soft as new edition crackhead like bobby brown

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Big shit popping, i'm the man