Rosa

[Verse 1: Zae The Philosopher]
Check it yo, yo
Back to the basics baby (Baby)
Mind been racing lately (Lately)
Backwoods facing hazy no sleep 'til the Asian ladies
I just get bigger my nigga I figure do more
Shout out ILLFIGURE my nigga come down to The O
Industry niggas is weirder than all of my ho's
They be at my shows but don't know me though
We stand united not divided, organic like carbohydrates
Only gas we run out of the one that fuel the spark to light it
Nigga gon' archive it, step to me we gon' be fighting
Get your soul enlightened freestyling no gon' and write it
I see lights we quick to dip from the police
Niggas talking like they do but don't know me
Man y'all better recognize don't know who you fucking with
The niggas that's talking shit is the ones that be ducking it
A devil and an angel on my shoulder
I'm grieving for the weak and shit I guess I'm getting older, yuh

[Verse 2: Garrott Odom]
Looking for mustard seeds and not four-leaf clovers
Old ho's got me paranoid looking over my shoulders
My problems got me feeling like I'm carrying boulders
I can't hold on to something if it just isn't f'sure
I might need me a minute to get my mind right
Fuck the limelight it just don't shine right
My time like my experience heavy as a motherfucker
I could never trust 'em if they hate me God love me
That's what I takeaway, get on my knees and pray
Anxiety take hold at times that's just my day-to-day
If I could write it in the sky take a breath, remind myself
That I am just a man made in God's design so I'm fine, and cool

[Verse 3: Blue November]
Getting older is a motherfucker
Just like week I was seventeen and citing quotas
Just like week I was nineteen and fucking older
Women, doing acid for the knowledge of it
Some of y'all be poppin' tabs and getting damage from it
'Cause your mind was never nullified from fucking you up
And now that you ducked
You back into the sunlight
You back to being adult
Heart turned to Adolf
Cut the shit out cause you ain't the law
You abide by, it's bye bye to the wifi
Yeah I'm outside where the breeze at
You niggas become what you creep at
Niggas boring where the beef at?
Slick talk where I can't hear
Keeping that shit on the beat wack
Artists is bagging the cheap pack
Niggas is writing that cheap shit
That aye ooh ooh ah ah
But I see why get your money playa
'Cause I'll be here to last way beyond my hourglass
Cherish every moment that you may seem to pass
Go ahead and hug your momma close before the last days
I know you busy fucking bitches, dumping ashtrays
If I came to you with my heart can you take it?
Keep it close and keep it vacant
Ms. Rosa I was told you did some, healing
I'll see you this evening
I plan on revealing my love for you dear