This is a song about "Fruit"

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

These lyrics that i spit out to these rappers are forbidden fruit,

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

Look into your eyes i realize that i like you so much

And find the fruit contaminated

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit