This is a song about "Blossom"

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

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

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

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

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

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

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

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

My skills blossom like a clematis

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Together all the timethought it was true love