This is a song about "Roses are red"

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

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Roses are red and violets are blue

When you keep em right beside you

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

Now i wake up, play a beat and burn a couple roaches

And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this

I won't comply i wont stand by noses bloody as roses

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

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

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

Kushed up and my eye red

If your man want to bet

Whats marijuana? my fuckin eyes are never red

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck