This is a song about "Joey rose"

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

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

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

She was trapped like a cash strapped gambler, joey finally snapped…

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

Bitches soft like rose petals, leave you in the gardin

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

And steelo leaks through the leaves, i keep phillies like pete rose,

The way she walks and causes a fuss

Rose an angel we saw precious,

So i rose above it

Back up on my fly shit