This is a song about "A banana peell"

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

I slip my handymen's, handy manny's banana in...

Everybody finger point in your direction

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Just a little nigga

Yup you got a lot a

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,