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

Now your wrists are covered in red

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

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

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

And real bitches don't respect you

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Fuck reppin red fuck reppin blue,

When you keep em right beside you

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

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

Swear i'm trying to get through

And pissing red, white, and blue

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

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see