This is a song about "Ghetto fruit"

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

And she throws up whatever she eats

You can't leave the ghetto streets

Fags, lesbos, tryna rap in the ghetto,

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

And find the fruit contaminated

Yo i lived a life in the ghetto

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

So before i go, you should harvest food

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

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