This is a song about "Goats and flowers"

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,

Folarin said we 6 million and running

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

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

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

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Asshole flowers, going home

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

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

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And inhospitable,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel