This is a song about "Rose tyler"

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Rihanna, lady gaga, miley cyrus, amber rose,

Live from the lamont's rose

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Tyler was a teenager and had no goal

Your bitch is like a kiss from a rose on my tulips

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

Here i go again, searching for love

I was washed out but i rose to the surface,

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Gross homicide, both upside in a rose stride

Sorry... lets go tyler.

Baby, you know who you are