This is a song about "Fruit"

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

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

Better or worse, the center of attention

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal