This is a song about "Strange"

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

But it was mass time, all on jesus land, almost too strange

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

Purple label 8 hundred

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

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

And strange to think that i'm single again

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

I may be strange, and a little different

Inside your mind is a strange flow,

And i did the video for really though