This is a song about "Badguy strange livin"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

And just keep livin on

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Fuck, she already lookin strange,

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Am i livin life lucky

Livin life off love like rebecca

My all gold rolly or the

The world seems strange at times

Turn off the lights

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him