This is a song about "Rose coloured glasses"

Peter parker flow, no glasses

The way she walks and causes a fuss

My goal's for my raps to serve as glasses

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Rose an angel we saw precious,

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Kicked everyones asses, now i can see with no glasses

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

I think that she knows

Live from the lamont's rose

Stop thinking of asses bitch you need some glasses,

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

And i need you to show me love

Barking dog rose from the ashes