It’s like a jungle sometimes, I see ‘em killing the trees. Corrupt land with the foreign disease. Displace the animals, and make it harder to breathe. Make you fall to your knees, reminiscent of bees.
Before you sit down, pray in all four directions. Use the food stamps in the produce section.
Gets some land. Harvest water. Keep it movin’...
Drop a seed, feed a nation with that green gold.
DJ CAVEM – "1 For The Hood"