This is a song about "Cherry blossom"

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

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

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

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

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

My skills blossom like a clematis

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss