This is a song about "Fruit salad"

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Low hanging fruit that was me

But five years from now i bet she see

The only fruit he coulda taught,

And i listen to thought

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

This is no trial, this a closed case

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,