This is a song about "Red flowers"

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

Never slowing, always rowing in those waters, growing into flowers

Ain't finna peak yet

Skies are black, clouds are red

Found dead covered in red

Probably die getting some head

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,

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

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread