This is a song about "Pretty flowers"

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

Whatever it takes to live and stand

But pretty soon they'll understand

This rap was pretty shit,

And you all will respect that

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

But how can we improve when kids enjoy crushing flowers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

Time ain't on her side

Way pretty on the outside

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

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth