This is a song about "Fruit"

Low hanging fruit that was me

They gotta point em out baby

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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