This is a song about "Red flowers"

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

I'd love to bring you flowers in the mornin... but instead,

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Covered the room in splattered red,

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Color your eyes alveolar red

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Asshole flowers, going home

Found dead covered in red

You already know you're dead

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Bury them in flowers

I still got haters