This is a song about "Fruit flies"

Low hanging fruit that was me

And my kick game beyond crazy

So before i go, you should harvest food

Feeling useless as to a fruit

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

All my niggas get together to gather loot

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Ten more depending on where wale going