This is a song about "Strange gang"

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

I have such a strange characteristic

I ain't, mad, at cha

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

I was born in a gang territory

On they twitter writing novels, see

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

The world seems strange at times

I used to have a nine to five

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

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

About disaster in the world and

I may be strange, and a little different