This is a song about "Love rose"

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

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Take the beat and make it a carcass

I rose out of the darkness

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

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

Barking dog rose from the ashes

We don't ever make love

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Just intentions to impress you, if capable

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Meanwhile a problem rose...