This is a song about "Blue flowers"

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

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And miguel broke into song i slung bombs before lotus flowers

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Ion wanna see my nigga blue

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang sniffed a lot of flowers,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Outta the fucking blue/

Wolf gang, triple six crew