This is a song about "Strange"

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

The world seems strange at times

To y'all minds i'm like a uk clock

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

"strange clouds", and i dance through the night,

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

I wish i had friends outside of my age range, does that sound strange,

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Why you change with your strange hits you arrange