This is a song about "Ribbon roses"

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

That's why roses are red and there go you.

On a wheelchair upon a bed of roses long decayed

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Roses are red and violets are blue

And for this moment no i won't ditch you

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

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

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Are laying out in front of me, but anyways, we're roses grown,

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison