This is a song about "Roses are red"

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

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

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

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

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

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Educate yourselves, of africa

Not the applause or roses thrown in awe

The heart of a lion but i’m a tiger wood look in there

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