This is a song about "Grow"

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

And with each life lesson the more i tend to grow

From the projects to the penthouse

Grow it in my red house

Settle down maybe grow some pot

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

Let me say this shit in slow-mo, homo

Now i know i'm more to grow.

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Fuckin' up my gold pots