This is a song about "I m strange"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

How did i get so strange? i'm from an awful place

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

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

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

You redundant, you never ever change