This is a song about "Grown man"

But since then i've really grown

Stop blowing up my cellphone

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

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

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

That happen to act like a black president

Right here, its grown man shit boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Look how much we've grown apart

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Sorry momma i'm grown, i must travel alone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

I don't know what you heard about

Me in all ive grown out

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

Put my number in your phone