This is a song about "Smell the roses"

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

You the type to smell ya fingers when ya done wiping

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

I'm honking with the smell of effort on this occasion

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

And i walk in to hear the smell of a fresh bong,

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

He grew from concrete, didn't live amongst the roses,

And i can smell 12 from a block away, leave the scene

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Practiced to capacity in stopping to smell the chrysanthemums