This is a song about "Emma rose"

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

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

I rose out of the darkness

So while you worry about the hoes

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

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

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

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

But it rose like a bubble, its stands not so humble

Shout out to jalen rose keep getting them checks

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes