This is a song about "Growin"

Look, he's here and he's growin' a beard now

Will somebody please show me how

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

She call me daddy like a nigga puff

Cause growin' up, he was never really taught love

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Growin up around crytal makers and havin no one i could confide/

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I was growin as a person in the hard times

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic