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

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Im so cold but my rhymes are red hot

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Trying to avoid the g's throwin up the red or blue

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

I really love my miami crew

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

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

Skies are black, clouds are red

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head