This is a song about "Banana hammock"

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

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

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

But when i step in, i chill in my hammock, i'm dangerously dynamic.

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Long like a banana clip

I got some fire and shit

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

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer

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