This is a song about "Dark roses"

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

No wonder why when times get hard

(zing)light it up in the dark

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

That's why roses are red and there go you.

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

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

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Now momma told me be careful who you love

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Not the applause or roses thrown in awe