Baa, baa, Green sheep,
Have you any kush?
Yeh, mon, yeh, mon,
Three bongs full;
One hit for ma tyke,
And one for ma ****,
And one for the batti boi
Who lives by caribe.

Baa, baa, Green sheep,
Have you any ******?
nah, mon, nah, mon,
no spliffs mon;

I am a Jar of Jelly, crying for help.
A restaurant in trouble, bad reviews on Yelp.
Garbage service and food, soggy bread and kelp.
I am abandoned on the shelf, like a cold little whelp.

It happened so quickly, one slip and fall.
Careening through the air i see can see my demise.
I met my watery grave as I heard Death's call.
Ruined and worthless, I say my goodbyes.
I get thrown away soggy and dead,
and I welcome my fate, forever soggy, wet bread.