This is a song about "Strange gang"

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

But never once in a gang

The world seems strange at times

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Rapping bout this gang a whole hornets nest.

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

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

Why are you talking about your gang

Live my life through some film, man

These chalance give me balance

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I was born in a gang territory