This is a song about "Strange danger"

We hustle to survive

The world seems strange at times

Who knows those who pose danger

And i ain't frontin for her

She all on my skin

I'm on a strange mission

Tryna find a secret garden just like tyler the creator

But, i rain on your parades when you find your careers in danger

Fuck, she already lookin strange,

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

It was mass time, all on jesus land, almost seemed too strange

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Haters say, "i think i'll run away until the danger fades."