This is a song about "Bananas and fruit"

Pockets probably like fried food

That thing juicy, no fruit

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Low hanging fruit that was me

But i think i like that, just maybe

But rather than singing non praise the dude

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

So i banged for a minute

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

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

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,