This is a song about "Badguy strange livin"

In a collision, i see their ambition

Where it's all about the cautious livin'

And just keep livin on

That's word to my mom

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

The world seems strange at times

Rollin' down the four o five

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Fuck, she already lookin strange,

It was mass time, all on jesus land, almost seemed too strange

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

We livin' protected lives/

That was my influence