I hear youths in the ghetto ballin',
is the question of our food
Better not to stop and ask
or say just take up your tool
For the hungry getting rampant
And the food it growing scarce
And the prices getting steeper
I say the land space just can't waste
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask
I say just take up your tool
And the baby mother a call
And everyone get fi find out
Say malnutrition right pon di wall
I say to plant or not to plant
Is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask
I say just take up your tool
And every day him rise up,
you know is more food him want
I say to plant or not to plant
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask,
I say just take up your tool
it used to feed the whole of England
and a portion of next month.
So what happen to I and I now?
That is what I would like to know.
What happen when I and I pic nic
to nom the food where I go?
I say, to plant or not to plant
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask,
I say, just take up your tool
Every man love him, bami,
every man love him who's kind
But plenty man would a shame
I say, to plant or not to plant
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask
or say just take up your tool
come free to fill with generation
Look how much time the mango tree
was a regular feeding station
in the whole of the earth
comes from planting up the land
I say, to plant or not to plant
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask,
I say just take up your tools
For the hungry getting rampant,
and the food it going scarce
And the price is getting steeper,
I say the land space just can't waste
is the question of a fool
Better not to stop and ask or say
Just take off your shoes,