This is a song about "Beautiful flowers"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Don't pretend that we're beautiful

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

Asshole flowers, going home

I don't need no fucking throne

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

I'd love to bring you flowers in the mornin... but instead,

Hungry like the nigga who ain't got the taste of fame yet

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers