This is a song about "Derrick rose best"

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I rose out of the darkness

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

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Barking dog rose from the ashes

Big homie hov said i am close

Live from the lamont's rose

It was about the rhythm, personality, and your flow that made you rose//

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes