This is a song about "Gay fruit"

First off congratulations on the win

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Banging out niggas with attitude

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Feeling useless as to a fruit

I must go like fly route