This is a song about "Banana hammock"

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

I got you slippin like a banana peel

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

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

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

But i apologize for not walking you around

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

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

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

I slip my handymen's, handy manny's banana in...

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

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