This is a song about "Strange poops"

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

I may be strange, and a little different

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

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

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

Inside your mind is a strange flow,

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

The world seems strange at times

Paper planes, long flights

Why you change with your strange hits you arrange

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

I regret some shit i did

What up girl, tell me how you been

Track 10.) strange fruition (strange fruition)