This is a song about "Fruit salad"

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

It'll last for all these crazy days

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Like a salad no dressing

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

These lyrics that i spit out to these rappers are forbidden fruit,

Pockets probably like fried food

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Better then ceaser salad.

Me, wale, so hard - as shit