This is a song about "Fruit and vegetables"

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Its such a spectacle put niggas in the dirt like vegetables

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

And any connotation is viewed many ways

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

These lyrics that i spit out to these rappers are forbidden fruit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute