This is a song about "Strange"

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

The world seems strange at times

And strange to think that i'm single again

Gets harder than rihanna when

I may be strange, and a little different

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

You know i am not gon stop

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

How did i get so strange? i'm from an awful place