This is a song about "Growing up in the 7 oh 6"

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Growing up in the streets was easy

Down in dallas at the all-star game

I'm growing in like rogaine

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

And she gives them a blow

I look in your eyes, oh,

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Growing up was over the fence, nigga i hopped the line

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

Grew up in the basements

Don’t you be holding back, your love

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission