This is a song about "Banana bread"

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Damn ima need some sweats to carry all my bread

Long like a banana clip

And i must admit

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

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

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

That's boa, see that's my set

Im the best thing since sliced bread,

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right