This is a song about "Flowers"

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

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

Oldest nation on this earth

Bury them in flowers

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

And cooperate you pretty little flowers