This is a song about "Banana for scale"

Ferrari mikes, bitch, i’m on my car show

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

My intellect wasn't diagnosed to scale

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

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

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

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

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

This caliber girl battle with lies weighed on the scale no balance in sight

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

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for