This is a song about "Fruit and vegetables"

Low hanging fruit that was me

I'd done stacked many

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Its such a spectacle put niggas in the dirt like vegetables

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Feeling useless as to a fruit

I must go like fly route

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit