This is a song about "Fruit and veg"

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Banging out niggas with attitude

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

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Young money motherfucker we the shit

And find the fruit contaminated

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

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

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

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

But rather than singing non praise the dude

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit