This is a song about "Picking carrots"

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Picking words from the top of my cranium

I got an exam on may maybe carrots can help me get an a ole carrots carrots all the way

Ran through an alleystill lookin' for my getawaycoppers said freeze, or you'll be dead today

I eat carrots every day to be powerful like a fay

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Then my brother started picking on me

This is the root of all evil

Picking heads for oral

Hey your honor, is you kidding

Bring down your tower i'm picking