[Intro: Joey O’Gorman]
It's the first day of class here at the University of College
And the students are about to settle in for their very first lecture hall with Professor Roth

[Verse: Asher Roth]
Good morning, florists, well sort of
Maybe some of you unsure of what's in store but don't worry
I bet some of you'll get bored of this class
It's horticulture, otherwise known as torture
"Please no more, sir, don't enforce sir"
For those who are impatient, for those down to wait
Be prepared to be amazed by all the things found out in nature, shit is great
Now for starters you'll be eating [?] big leafy greens
With vitamins to fight inflammatory disease
And not only are they sweet, flowers look really neat
When you put 'em in a vase on the table with some seats
Understand nowadays so much going in your face
Moving such a wicked pace, I might never learn a trade
Or maybe this is lame, you prefer the stock exchange
Working twelve hour days 'cause you wanna get paid
I don't blame you, but hey, hate the game not the player
But now say it as a layer that you may not be aware
Bedrock to top soil, set up the shop for you
In the greenhouse so you can see everything we speak 'bout
Peak out the window, see a whole world [?]
No need for innuendo, turn off TV and Nintendo
Get a friend, play pretendo, need a hand for them to lend you
They say that you can't [?] in the end you really can though
So decide, it's worth your time, you can prep for nine to five
Or take on pesticides, making insects step aside
We provide an outlet, new perspective better yet
That indeed we're all connected, up to us we protect it so
[Outro: Asher Roth]
Any questions? Alright, there's a syllabus on my desk
I'll see you guys next Wednesday