Hey man I heard you were curious about city farmin’,
why don’t you pull up a seat and we’ll get to learnin’.
Starts at about 5 a.m. when my rooster starts to croo,
if your neighbors are cool there’s will be too.
Sometimes it sucks when I stay up late playin’ games,
but I can always go back to bed after feed’en’em some grains.
It’s not about pets but real eggs that can feed my family,
relying on grocery stores and government will always end in tragedy.
If city farming is against regulations that’s a human rights violation,
want to arrest me for having a city farm then take me to the station.
Thinking these regulations give you an excuse for maltreatment,
I really give no fucks for your silly HOA agreement.
Gonna fill my yard with pineapples and carrots,
leaving you at the boardroom to gossip like parrots.
I’ve got no time for your cucked out mentality,
and if you keep pressin’ me you’re gonna see some brutality.
Just delivered another baby sheep in the street,
don’t even have to mow my lawn they keep it real neat.
While you’re cleaning your yard to perfection,
I’m pruning my fruit trees with affection.
I’m a city farmer gonna fight your regulation uprising,
look out’ our communities have already started organizing.
Ain’t easy you gotta have huevos bigger than your gallinas,
can’t let them come at you tryin’ to steal your freedom like hyenas.
But if you wanna get your hands dirty you’ll see life improvement,
its as easy as joining the underground city farmin’ movement.
You could even get a incubator and become the momma,
baby ducks following you around like your the Dalai Lama.
When their poop mixes into the roots of your plants,
you’re mind will expand as you start the city farmer dance.
They’ll even eat harmful bugs trying to feed on your fruits,
and it’s quite cute when they shake their tail kissin’ your boots.
I’m a city farmer through and through and I’m not the only,
to be honest can’t live in the country as it get’s quite lonely.
I like tradin’ plants and animals with the neighbors,
if only the government didn’t attack me with their lightsabres.
Forced to become an outlaw just to have a city farm,
that’s the regulation uprising and it’s time to sound the alarm.
Political correctness is nothing less than thought control!
(Every time you share this post a feminist shaves her head and a statist gets arrested.)