This is a song about "Flowers in my hair it s sunny outside today"

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

When we sleep, are we complete? is it the outside looking in?

In a similar fashion as when i ran my fingers through her hair

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

The ball in my fingers. i be shooting threes outside all day with my hittas and i

Woah there, woah there

Your pullin on my hair

I live on the beach yea its sunny outside kids playin in da heat

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

Look i try my best to make it through my life and live today

There's nothing he can do, he let it get away

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Your hair in a french braid you can make it work