This is a song about "Butterflies and roses"

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

I'm writing, otherwise i'd be somewhere higher than butterflies

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

From ghettoes and broken homes, we're roses grown from concrete,

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

The science and the art, africa

Not the applause or roses thrown in awe

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Roses are red and violets are blue

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,