This is a song about "Love growing"

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Skipping class and growing cold

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Growing inside of me

Fuck that now trying get the money

Growing up i had your posters o

Get you high, keep it on the low

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Kids growing up to be little pricks

So here i am at the store for some chips

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

And i know it's hard when you feel that anger growing