This is a song about "Rosa"

So i rose above it

Man fuck this shit

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

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

You got bitches? think you wishes cuz i'm seeing glitches of mrs

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

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

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I rose out of the darkness

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

They still think im delusional, sick and mrs sheesh cant heal me