This is a song about "Red roses rap"

A legend have to bow, africa

Not the applause or roses thrown in awe

From ghettoes and broken homes, we're roses grown from concrete,

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

I won't comply i wont stand by noses bloody as roses

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Silence of the lambs, roses on the ground

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

One day a bed

And then i saw the red,