This is a song about "Grow"

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Don't smoke weed, just grow trees, sow seeds,

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

I'm trying to send a message to help your mind grow,

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Said her hearts, in a cage

Help me grow to blow the stage,

But like a porn star i'm best when to swallow

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

And grow up to smoke rocks.

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops