This is a song about "Sweets and flowers"

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

I'm bringing you flowers in the evening because you're laying there dead.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

And miguel broke into song i slung bombs before lotus flowers

I'd love to bring you flowers in the mornin... but instead,

And don't perform after him or you might regret

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Asshole flowers, going home

Now all i am is alone

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang sniffed a lot of flowers,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,