This is a song about "Banana clips"

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

I'm so insane, i'll push a banana in your ass

Noise like lil girls with curls n clips

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

That happen to act like a black president

I come equiped with two clips named condemned

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

This is hiii-power since the eddie bauer, i’ve been popular

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

By feeding us these images, of bloody death and porno clips,

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits