This is a song about "The fruit of the spirit"

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.

Cool and calm, y'all gnawing on the fruit loops

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

And find the fruit contaminated

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

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

The minute your spirit pivots and hits the limit

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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