This is a song about "Fruit"

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

That thing juicy, no fruit

So i banged for a minute

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

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

All my niggas get together to gather loot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

And i got them gold bottles, first place

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

Feeling useless as to a fruit

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

My talent should take me places i've never been