This is a song about "May flowers"

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Cruising on relationship, but need a different boat

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

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

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Trees, flowers , sky and light

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

But i'll still try to be the man sending you flowers.

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

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Brotha lynch may be mean