This is a song about "Banana hammock"

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

But i apologize for not walking you around

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

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I got you slippin like a banana peel

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.

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

Long like a banana clip

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

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

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit