This is a song about "Growing weed"

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Fifty millions and we're still growing!

Skipping class and growing cold

All this paper i fold

And you could find interest

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Noticed the #myopia, but still growing #far-#sightedness

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I am growing impatient

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

I keep my money neat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

And niggas flashing crazy

Growing inside of me