This is a song about "Black rose"

Meanwhile a problem rose...

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

Your bitch is like a kiss from a rose on my tulips

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Black as black like the blacktop/

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

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

Always knew where the pot was

Barking dog rose from the ashes

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

We're like broken bones, a soaking rose that's grown in the streets,