This is a song about "Real and strange"

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

And this is real scripture

While half my mental belongs in a cage

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

This is real and it ain't no stunt

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Yal be confusing me and losing me with yal strange thoughts

Confusing what was real and fake;.

Rae took on the date with the purple tape