This is a song about "Strange"

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

When i get my hands on nines

The world seems strange at times

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

And i know - there'll never be peace

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Strange fruition, must i remind y'all,