This is a song about "Ribbon roses"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, the middle one's for you.

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

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

She doesn't understand the notion, of turning rosaries to roses

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Dawg my minds arisen givin a ridden in my opinion i deserve a ribbon,

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

On a wheelchair upon a bed of roses long decayed