This is a song about "Molly and rose"

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

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

Sniffin rose, and have your mind mesmerize

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Judging from your clothes and your girls and the molly in your lip

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Live from the lamont's rose

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

Let me rideuntil i get free

Then i will fuck with molly

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes