This is a song about "Banana hammock"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

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

I got you slippin like a banana peel

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

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

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

Long like a banana clip

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Ya'll don't even know the name of my flip

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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