Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Klashnekoff]
This is dedicated to a black rose, I bucked her up on road
Skin made of gold and a cocoa butter glow
Got the combo on the go, gave the combos to the codes
07946 double 0..
She said, 'Give me a call and let me know wah blow
We can link and see a show or smoke weed by the river
Watching daffodils blow, you dun know'
As time grows, we expand and grow close
My black rose, I propose we get married
But you’re still in college and I’m shotting green on the corner to make a profit
Staring at the cosmics trying to find the logic
Spitting my life over melancholic beats
But nothing beats, you and I in deep dialogue
My black rose I want to cultivate you neatly
Visualize you and me through my third eye DVD
Babes it’s deep and can’t be described by speech
So I speak through my actions
And treat you like diamonds on consignment
Protect you from the parasites and pirates
I'm prepared to get violent for our love tight like strings on a violin
Momentary silence as she told me she was pregnant
'What pregnant? Babes, I weren’t expecting this'
Embraced her with a kiss overwhelmed with happiness
I know it wasn’t planned and your family’s probably pissed
But it’s too late, the baby’s due June 28th
Your brother’s vexed, your dad dashed you out your mother's place
Said when he die, don't want to see your face at his grave
But fuck him anyway, just pack your suitcase
'Cause from now on, it’s just me and you babe
Babe don’t watch nothing, I got you

[Hook: Stephanie Mills sample]
'Something in the way you make me feel
Feel (I wanna shout), feel
Something in the way you make me feel (Oh)
Feel (You make me feel), feel (I tell you, baby)'

[Verse 2: Klashnekoff]
My dear father when you died I cried blood
So much on my mind that I needed to discuss
But words won’t describe and time is not enough
But trust to my sons I’ll manifest your love
Embrace my young cubs with love and bear hugs
And though the road is rough, I spit my life over dubs
Till my life turn to dust
And as I write these words I’m reminded of the love
And the lessons you taught, still I had to learn the hard way
Through the hard times, you find out who’s your compadres
I stargaze as I blaze high grade
Thinking bout better days before your life got take-away
Couldn’t let you dead in vain, so I took your name
Son of Niah, forever carry your legacy
Until they bury me, yeah
My dear father I love you like cooked food
And I wish you weren’t gone, but I’m dealing with the truth
And every time I hear Sizzla, I'm reminded of you (It’s a rocky road)
And how we cope, only God knows
Walking a thin line between love and hate like a tightrope
And at times when it seems there’s no hope
I still soldier forth holding your picture close

(close to my heart, keep soldiering on)

[Hook: Stephanie Mills sample]
'Something in the way you make me feel
Feel (I wanna shout), feel
Something in the way you make me feel (Oh)
Feel (You make me feel), feel (I tell you, baby)'