This is a song about "Fruit"

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

You're very attractive, and notice that

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,

The only fruit he coulda taught,

Cause i break it out a lot

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

That thing juicy, no fruit

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Wicked roots, the infant tree, strange fruit, the tension,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees