This is a song about "Picking carrots"

Licking picking and ticking the package,

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Picking words from the top of my cranium

And shrimp might run and tell the pigs

Picking up gear from dick's.

I eat carrots every day to be powerful like a fay

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Then my brother started picking on me

Bring down your tower i'm picking

There'd still be niggas out killing

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

Prolific, picking victims one by one

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Make meets ends picking crops for a penny here and then