This is a song about "Grow"

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

But seemingly believe it though

Slammin that puss makes my weiner grow

And grow up to smoke rocks.

Fuckin' up my gold pots

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

My knees on the ground, dear father

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I will grow taller then you honey

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

My abilities will surely grow

Double m g forever though