This is a song about "Roses nigga"

Roses grown from concrete and mean streets, not meadows,

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Young roy to another nigga

Our nation have to bow, africa

Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.

Hope ya'll ain't have no protection

Our children must be taught, of africa

Real bad nigga, ima real mad nigga

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

On a wheelchair upon a bed of roses long decayed

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic