This is a song about "Banana for scale"

Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

I nail this scale, don't need a paved road, i can make my own trail/

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

My mom broke but she posted the bail

Yo this is your homie a scale

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

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

Ridin’ in a cl, hope i never see jail

Runnin' weight like the 47 j's i scale