This is a song about "Forbidden fruit"

Pockets probably like fried food

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

I am forbidden to speak about what i was spoken

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

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

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

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

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,