This is a song about "Grow old together"

Then find it in a rope, some people never grow other than old,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

She's the one he's supposed to grow old with

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Now we are together

Uh, for worse or for better

Now i know i'm more to grow.

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

And broke the promise that we'd be together,,

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

You two were meant to be together

Bitches is artificially duck

Still be needing to grow up

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

It's always summer whenever we're together,