This is a song about "Banana cake"

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

And if your patient you'll be the one taking the cake

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

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

Supposed to get the cake at the mart

February cold as my heart

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

But it not that hard when your sweet as a cake

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

I start, to hyperventilate, i didnt get the cake.

Somebody hold the banana, clip

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Now you can't cake no moe

Down just so we can grow