This is a song about "Banana bread pudding"

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

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

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

I got you slippin like a banana peel

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Man but this ain't no sign language