This is a song about "Fire flowers"

Left with nothing but eternal fire

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

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

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

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