This is a song about "Juicy fruit"

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

Low hanging fruit that was me

Knowing you can no longer party

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

By the way, their bodies are so juicy and moist!

Banging out niggas with attitude

Feeling useless as to a fruit

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

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies