This is a song about "Fruit chews"

That slick criminal wit, the shit i spit chews,

One time for the girls with the right shoes

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

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

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

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