This is a song about "Growin up"

Cause imma step it up, build it up

It's not making sense to you right now but

That'll be another bastard growin up in the suburbs

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic

Lights coming up, night coming up,

I thought it'd get better but

I was growin as a person in the hard times

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Highest form of affection, physical connection

My neckbeard is growin and it needs some attention

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

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right