This is a song about "Fruit"

Strange fruit, that's the truth, i spit it in the booth,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

The only fruit he coulda taught,

And i listen to thought

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Low hanging fruit that was me

They say i talk like im god body

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

But you try craming a different fruit from the same tree