This is a song about "Strange music prison"

Track 10.) strange fruition (strange fruition)

You're uncool like my mother kin

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I am not the only one

But it's more like a prison

Just to match the grind with precision

That you just dropped the soap in prison

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Maybe one day, i can say, i'm apart of strange music, but i know thats just a lucid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

Caught up inside this mental prison

Hold on you can see my vision

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

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change