This is a song about "Fruit"

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

And find the fruit contaminated

10th grade, eyes red as shit

My mama smoked so god damn much

Eat rappers, then drink beats like a fruit punch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit