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

Roses are red, violets are blue, god made me pretty, what happened to you?

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

I really love my miami crew

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

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Win or lose red or blue we must all stay true

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

And humans bleed red and blue, and it’s insane,

One taste of the red pill and you'll never go on back to blue

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

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

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there