This is a song about "Forbidden fruit"

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

The only fruit he coulda taught,

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

On poetry of rap i extended my forbidden knowledge further

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

All my niggas get together to gather loot

And find the fruit contaminated

When they feel safe on some bitch shit