This is a song about "Fruit"

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Low hanging fruit that was me

What them tippers don't see

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

And all you cute

That thing juicy, no fruit

And find the fruit contaminated

Wit my kin that i came in wit