This is a song about "Fruit snacks"

Shit with our whole family

Low hanging fruit that was me

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

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

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

And find the fruit contaminated

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Passing out snacks while passing zags cause smoking out of cans is whack

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

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,