This is a song about "Growing weed"

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Growing up struggling jump back to the hustle

I say that the pool is closed

Skipping class and growing cold

Bitch i'm all you need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Indubitably i'm too street

Growing inside of me

Do you think i'm crazy

The hardest part of life is growing up.

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I'm growing in like rogaine

Then we cut, look how she say my name