This is a song about "Tecaeo brown"

Flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

You set me a blaze with those brown eyes

Never miss these things, see my game precise

The science and the art, africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

Well guess wat chris brown u cant push us around

Last time i checked a brown was getting the fattest checks

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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