There's a fig tree
On my rooftop
This gardenless city's acting too tough
It's poetic
For that plant pot
To even dream about
Getting big enough
I've got a pot too small for my roots
There's nothing I can do
I'll simply have to bloom
Far down below my capacity
They won't water me
I'm no priority
So I 
I grow weeds
To keep me company
While I depend on the sky
Begging for rain
I spent my days
Tryna get by
I must make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
Make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
I've got a pot too small 
I must uproot
I must uproot
I must uproot
I'm a flower
Won't you pick me
Pull me outta here
Take my beauty
I'll be your coward
Turn me into a bouquet
Find two lovers
Then throw me away
I've got a pot too small for my roots
There's nothing I can do
I'll simply have to bloom
Far down below my capacity
They won't water me
I'm no priority
So I 
I grow weeds
To keep me company
While I depend on the sky
Begging for rain
I spent my days
Tryna get by
I must make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
Make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
I've got a pot too small 
I must uproot
I must uproot
I must uproot
I must make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
Make somebody cry
To survive
Grow out of this life
I've got a pot too small 
I must uproot
I must uproot
I must up