This is a song about "Flowers"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Thinkin bout a better life , where flowers bloom

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

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

And miguel broke into song i slung bombs before lotus flowers

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Right side, right side

Trees, flowers , sky and light