This is a song about "Tigers rose"

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

You muther fuckers smell like a dead rose

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

She self made, i'm self made

We tigers with the same mind state

Keep as many phillies as i can like pete rose,

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Live from the lamont's rose

I gotta teach hoes

When u got challenged by a bunch of tigers/ who'd eat you for lunch in diners

They would not oblige to a mind who inclined or flying over climbers

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Tryna stay clear of my foes

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