This is a song about "Fruit fly"

But rather than singing non praise the dude

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Low hanging fruit that was me

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Yeah, since i was a knee high

In every bird i see fly

Who's that looking so fly?

She gotta hold her head up high