This is a song about "Wars of roses"

Zealous pilgrims are gone, now it's competitive wars,

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

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

Are laying out in front of me, but anyways, we're roses grown,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

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

Shots, they back and forth

I bring the force like star wars

We once came from fields of cotton to roses

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this