This is a song about "Stone roses"

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

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

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

On a wheelchair upon a bed of roses long decayed

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Roses are red and violets are blue

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches

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

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

So is dr. j and moses malone

Medusa head will turn u into stone