This is a song about "Banana bread"

Or know them testament verses

Bread in pain yet told to be tough

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

But pussy and patron will make you feel alright

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

Let's enjoy our younger years

City bread just like the rangers

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Long like a banana clip

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around