This is a song about "Banana farts"

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

They claim it as their own, africa

I poop so hard my face farts to the

Long like a banana clip

Razor grips, laser spit

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

But i've got all the farts, well contained

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Somebody hold the banana, clip