This is a song about "Grow"

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

I'm trying to send a message to help your mind grow,

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Why i can't move away

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

So look out now, the legend starts to grow

So hold back ya tears

Grow older, closer to death.

Grow it in my red house

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

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

Little more weed, first class seats

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Maybe ill grow up and do great things