This is a song about "Fruit tarts"

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

I got these tats all on my arms

Four more tarts playing harps

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',