This is a song about "Strange digging"

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

Digging your lyrics from the trash, dude your retarded

That k o d a lil bit of change

Fuck, she already lookin strange,

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Kids will black outsome cracked out hit the pen max outcome home and blow a back out

Instead of the hoes i was digging out, the one girl i always had a fit about

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

I may be strange, and a little different

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

The strange fruit, crops growin', blowin' in the breeze,

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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