This is a song about "Grow"

Not king james, these were coke kings

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

Ugh, and that's gross but she love it though

New year now it's time to grow

Grow it in my red house

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

To explore how we grow,

Your last man was semi pro

Now i know i'm more to grow.

Whip purple and yellow, hello

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Brows grow sweaty but every petty

So close i could give flip a play

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may