This is a song about "Roses"

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

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

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

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

Roses are red and violets are blue

Silent momentman, i been missing you

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

She doesn't understand the notion, of turning rosaries to roses

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Mr. absoulute the most incredible at this

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic