This is a song about "Banana for scale"

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

My knees are shaking, with my height they don't scale

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

49. for a reason for treason,

I want to fight the music on this one

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

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

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

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

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

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute