This is a song about "Carrots onion pickles meat grapes kiwi"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Yeah you can call me new meat

I’m tryna be low key

You'll never meet (meat) me

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

I done came too far to regard me as the regular

Pose, click, pose, click

And a kiwi mistic

Love carrots and don't be gay,if carrots joined the constitution bugs bunny never will say nay

And hide, but he got knocked by the homicideand this happens everyday around my way

Throw d's on that bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And i’m ballin' bitch

About the-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Hey i ate carrots today to be like doc dray, i eat carrots to be a blue jay