This is a song about "I will grow"

But what can i do that's my past and i learned to grow,

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Which i planted to grow and freely provide justice through poetry,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

Will i attack? or will i decay?

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

I told her i'd grow up to be a famous rapper

I start to build, and grow

Call me whatever joe

Clearly its my fault i know i need to grow up/

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Grow up to pac, biggie, eminem, and just like them i wanna do more than just entertain

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

My money for folarin, but you do not get to throw

And with each life lesson the more i tend to grow