This is a song about "Growin up"

Is growin' tense, see the world through tints and black lenses,

Together all the timethought it was true love

The strange fruit, crops growin', blowin' in the breeze,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

Incredible flow you cant bind up (bind up)

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

Growin up i didnt have luxury just a few toys.

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Growin' up in poverty in ghettoes with the caskets closed,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

My neckbeard is growin and it needs some attention

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

We never ever growin up

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

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'