This is a song about "Ribbon roses"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Dont stop uh, roses in the pot

Pawning my chain in the shop

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

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.

Babe you know it gets no better than this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

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

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

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic