This is a song about "Blossom"

That's what allowed this beautiful art to blossom and show,

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

My skills blossom like a clematis

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Don't blossom your buttercups, 'cause uhh, i'm just kidding

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Sleepless nights, that's when my mind starts to blossom

I can do it all and it ain't no problem