This is a song about "Plants growing"

All this paper i fold

Skipping class and growing cold

Growing inside of me

And its simple as that baby

The plants will grow larger and have more ignorance

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Kids growing up to be little pricks

I can taste the salt from my tears

Growing up by myself

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Where all the babylon plants are under my hand