This is a song about "Grow"

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Maybe ill grow up and do great things

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

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

When i pull up in that candy range

Help me grow to blow the stage,

Must be something you want me to see

I will grow taller then you honey

Grow older, closer to death.

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

From the projects to the penthouse

Grow it in my red house

Plant, grow, harvest from june to may

Not to mention wale is on the way