This is a song about "Grow"

Bad bitches get low

I start to build, and grow

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

And with each life lesson the more i tend to grow

Now i know i'm more to grow.

Now them broads gon' follow

Magic city a lil bit of change

Help me grow to blow the stage,

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Still be needing to grow up

Slow, -ly watch as i start to grow

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

Together all the timethought it was true love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,