This is a song about "Homegrown"

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

If this is sick so that why i do this shit to spit like righteous a homegrown

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

And we'll pass those too instead of passing homegrown

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known