This is a song about "Fruit"

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Low hanging fruit that was me

Do you think i'm crazy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

And find the fruit contaminated

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,