To the tune of: ‘The Fresh Prince of Belair’ opening theme song
On the south of Detroit Avenue grown and braised
Near the compost is where I spent most of my days
Planted out back’in, the beds so full, all shootin’ some stalks outside where it’s cool
When a couple of weeds who were up to no good started taking over all the planted ‘goods.
Threw down some organic weed killer and Mother Earth got scared, she said your using cayenne pepper but there is still so much pollution in the ‘air.