This is a song about "Wind flowers"

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

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Listening the claps from the sky, flowers are falling,

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

I spot the acoustic on the wind side

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

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

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters

I'm not a fucking coward cowering for hours lying in the flowers.

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,