This is a song about "Fruit"

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Wicked roots, the infant tree, strange fruit, the tension,

If you got up stage and fruit meets ya face,

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Everyday audacious plea, pick the fruit of the poison tree

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

Until they see a forbidden fruit that looks awesome but lethal//

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies