This is a song about "Grape fruit"

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

That thing juicy, no fruit

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

But rather than singing non praise the dude

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

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Pockets probably like fried food

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight