This is a song about "Rose"

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Rose an angel we saw precious,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Meanwhile a problem rose...

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

It was about the rhythm, personality, and your flow that made you rose//

You feel it from your head to your toes

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

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

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

I gotta teach hoes

Live from the lamont's rose