This is a song about "Fruit punch"

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Imma karate punch your throat

On top of that, i’m broke

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

I'm gonna deliver that killer punch

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message