This is a song about "Fruit"

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Wicked roots, the infant tree, strange fruit, the tension,

My position improving, not to mention

Feeling useless as to a fruit

I’m saving major loot

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Low hanging fruit that was me

That's why i'm makin' money

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see