This is a song about "Grow"

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

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

Another round what the song say

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

I can taste the salt from my tears

Grow older, closer to death.

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

Inspired enough to one day grow up

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Slow, -ly watch as i start to grow

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

And i got a little big, keep it low key

The animals will slowly grow more carnivorous

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

"contemplate", i wrote about her