This is a song about "Black rose"

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

And put you on the sideline like that bitch d rose!

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Top dropped down, black on black

I promise i'mma call you back

Keep as many phillies as i can like pete rose,

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

Despite all of this, i rose outta bottomless pit/

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

Featherweight, zombies rose dead awake, they resonate 'em,

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Ain't no women at the shows

Meanwhile a problem rose...