This is a song about "Rose are red violets are blue"

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

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

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I will beat you red,cos your cute rhymes are killing me

I see colors of red, mothers n' brothers are plunging to death

They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Blue or red? neither...you're dead too

When you keep em right beside you

I really love my miami crew

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

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

My lungs are filled with tar, i just keep smoking that marb red square,