This is a song about "I m strange"

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

I may be strange, and a little different

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

So drop the slam and lets get sick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

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

Our children must be taught, of africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

I"m the designated driver

I got more hoes than tiger

That i can only love you when you undressed

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!