Life for me ain’t been no clean plate 

Its had shirt stains, 

And hard shelled tacos 

And people nt making tacos correctly 

And when onions are on the tacos  

But all the time 

I’se been eatin  on 

And buyin tacos 

And sharin tacos

And sharin tacos 

 And sometimes its not made right 

Where there ain’t been no soft shell tacos 

So, taco, don’t you turn back 

Don’t you stay being good 

Cause you finals it kinder hard 

Don’t you fall apart had 

For i’se still staying 

And life for me ain’t no clean plate

Life for me ain't been no sweet bouquet

It's had E. Coli in it

And overcooked meat,

And too much salt,

And rotten eggs,

Raw.

But all of the time

I’se been a chewin’ on

And reachin’ resturants

And turnin’ corners at the food aisle

And sometimes going to the fridge

Where there aint been no food

So, food, don’t you go bad

DOn’t you go rot on the kitchen counter

‘Cause you find’s it’s kinder hard to stay fresh

Don’t you rot now.

I’se still chewin’, Honey,

And life for me ain’t been no sweet bouquet