This is a song about "Flowers"

Oldest nation on this earth

Bury them in flowers

Trees, flowers , sky and light

Parallel on the other side

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

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.

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

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers