This is a song about "Grown and sexy"

I'm still hitting ladies, in all the sexy places

That scary love, never get married love

Are laying out in front of me, but anyways, we're roses grown,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Now i'm grown up, anger passed and i'll continue my chapter

My outlook on life has grown rather grim.

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

From ghettoes and broken homes, we're roses grown from concrete,

But let me inspire someone who can

Can't tell me shit i'mma a grown man

Tie it in silk and name it sexy;

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Body so sexy, she could never let me down

I know a little betty from downtown