This is a song about "May flowers"

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

Love my women with high heels and high standards

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Asshole flowers, going home

Playin with fire is a danger zone

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

When you making a difference it's gone be haters

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

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

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve