This is a song about "Forbidden fruit"

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

That thing juicy, no fruit

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I am forbidden to speak about what i was spoken

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,