This is a song about "Love rose"

Got shows on top of shows

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

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

Here i go again, searching for love

Barking dog rose from the ashes

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Aren't you somethin', an original

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

So while you worry about the hoes

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