This is a song about "Red flowers"

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Covered the room in splattered red,

Watch your body turn indian red,

Cutting me this worthless check

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

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

Found dead covered in red

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Kushed up and my eye red

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Skies are black, clouds are red

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking