This is a song about "Oliver rose"

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

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

Sniffin rose, and have your mind mesmerize

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

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

Got shows on top of shows

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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

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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Live from the lamont's rose

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose