This is a song about "Balloons an flowers"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

But every time we book, we stay in our green room

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

You gotta make sure you aim right

Trees, flowers , sky and light