This is a song about "Kim rose"

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

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

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

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Live from the lamont's rose

Big homie hov said i am close

Keep as many phillies as i can like pete rose,

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

So i rose above it

One night love: i'mma need that

Took me a while just to write those

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