This is a song about "Derrick rose diss"

Every night i stroke hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

Don't realize this is a diss

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

Spit a poem or a diss

We love for a while then a light goes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

I smoke butter the same color as jalen rose

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

I rose out of the darkness

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

My hopes and all my wishes