This is a song about "Flower gang"

Everybody watching while you touching real money

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

I'm a flower in the spring flowering rapidly

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

After lebron, i'm what's next

Up a flower rip it to shreds

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Fire burning, room turning, flower on the wall yearning.

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

By a gang called the police

I had to fight back and shit

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

I was born in a gang territory

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Fly bitch gang we did that

It was all bad