This is a song about "Love growing"

Yet fame growing slower than a tree.

I just want somebody i can see

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

We was loonie i suppose, you could

I remember growing up, poor neighborhood.

Easily leo da vinci when i piece in a picture

Got me growing bigger,if i had to will pull that trigger,

Growing up by myself

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Growing up in the streets was easy

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Is a growing seduction to achieve worst rejections

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

And you know my drift

I am growing impatient