This is a song about "Grape fruit"

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

And find the fruit contaminated

The real muscle in the message of that

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Stick a grape up there tape your ass down so there's no escape,

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,