This is a song about "Fruit smoothie"

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I must go like fly route

That thing juicy, no fruit

If you ain't about money

Low hanging fruit that was me

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',