This is a song about "Growin"

What did i miss growin up, a golden touch reversed

Like hit it in the morning, yeah, cole world

We never ever growin up

That shit was wack as fuck

I was growin as a person in the hard times

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic

Dat pakistani gold be what they growin, the dea still not knowin'

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',