This is a song about "Flower night"

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Good deeds are the seeds of a beautiful flower/

Just like when you're plucking the last fucking pedal off of a living flower

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Spot tv ona late night

Me and you i think we should ride

I'm on deck i'm up next

Up a flower rip it to shreds

Crying myself to sleep every night,

Cause another innocent died

I remember everything and that night

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

She likes casinos every other night

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right