my ganja garden

Plant I seed and let me grow.
See me grow and you will know,
What you reap is what you sow.
I grow high and I grow low,
Have patience for I fruit slow.
You’ll kill the males, I know for sure,
Coz you want me to be very pure.
When the rain comes I grow more,
As the sun heats the earth below.
Harvest me when I turn yellow,
Smoke me and you will mellow.
Refresh your mind and let it glow,
Let Babylon take the blow.