Hands Off, That's My Botanical Making Bitch!

Intro] Hands off! Back up from the garden! That ain't your parsley, brother! That's my botanical making bitch! [Verse 1] Got a little green kingdom growing by the shed, Tiny leafy prophets talking circles in my head, Everybody wants a cutting, everybody wants a sprout, Soon as something starts blooming, everybody's reaching out. I said, “Hands off, buddy, Don't you touch that pot!” That's my botanical making bitch, She gives me what she's got! [Chorus] Hands off! That's my botanical making bitch! Growing little miracles in a funky little ditch! Hands off! Don't be grabbing at my leaves! If you want some garden magic, Baby, bring your own seeds! [Verse 2] Tomato doing cartwheels, basil wearing shades, Cucumber got attitude, lettuce throwing raves, Rosemary's conducting with a twiggy little wand, And the zucchini's writing poetry about the dawn. The garden's going bananas, The compost's getting rich, Everybody's screaming, “Who's that botanical bitch?” I said, “That's mine! Respect the photosynthesis!” [Bridge] Roots down, leaves up, Sunlight in the cup, Water on the ground, Whole damn garden making sound. Don't pluck! Don't yank! Don't stomp around my bank! These plants got something cooking And they're cooking something dank! [Final Chorus] Hands off! That's my botanical making bitch! Queen of the chlorophyll, ruler of the garden ditch! Hands off! Let the little green things grow! If you want a piece of paradise, Plant your own and watch it glow! [Outro] Hands off... That's my botanical making bitch... She ain't making trouble. She's making botany. 🌱